Oh, I just got a message from old St. Nick, way up in Christmas land. And he says the toys

for good girls and boys are being made as planned.

There's a truck for little Billy

and a dolly for Molly dear.

But you ain't getting dittily squat

because you're really screwed up this year. Oh, the winter fields are white with snow and the lights are shining bright and the wee little heads tucked up in beds dream of sugar plums this night.

You may dream of big red apples and candy canes so near but but you ain't getting didily squat because you're really screwed up this year

When your mother asked you to wash the dishes why you said no no no and you would he keeps a great big list but when I tell

him the things you do, he really will be angry.

So when you try to sit upon his knee, he'll knock you on your ear,

because you ain't getting dily squat because you're really

screwed up this year. No you ain't get dittily squat. Squam. Cause.

Because you're really screwed up this.

Because you're really screwed up.

Oh, you're really screwed up this year.

Sorry, my fault, my fault.

Let's just make a blanket apology as we start.

Hi everybody, welcome back, my friends to the show that never ends.

It's the Bob and Tom show.

How about you? There's Christy Lee.

Yep.

Wearing.

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