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JIMMY BUFFETT lyrics : "Ho, Ho, Ho, And A Bottle Of Rum"

Santa's stressed out as the holiday season draws near
He's been doing the same job now going on two thousand
years

He's got pains in his brain and chimney scars cover his
buns
He hates to admit it, but Xmas is more work than fun


He needs a vacation from bad decorations and snow
Mr. Claus has a has escape plans, a secret that only he knows

Beaches and palm trees appear night and day in his dreams
A break from his wife, half-frozen in life
The elves and that damn reindeer team


Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rum
Santa's run off to the Caribbean

He thinks about boat drinks and fun in the sun]
Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rhum


Plastic creations and crass exploitations aren't good
He wants to go back to simple toys made out of wood
Just for the weekend he's like to be Peter Pan

Get out of his long johns and dance with a sword in the sand

Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rhum

Snata's off to the Caribbean
Marimbas, calimbas, he's playing steel drums
Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rhum


Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rhum
Santa's off to the Caribbean

A week in the tropics and he'll be alright
Sporting a tan as he rides out of sight


Merry Christmas to all and to all good night

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