"Well now, folks, y’all know the tale of Grandma and that famous Christmas Eve. But what y’all might not reckon is... there’s more to share. Let me spin ya what happened next." Grandma woke up in the hospital, Christmas lights still blinkin' down the hall. She said, "I missed the whole dang holiday, And Santa’s gotta reckon with me, y’all!" She grabbed her coat and her boots too, With a fierce look, she said, "Let’s make a move." I’ve been wronged, and it’s time to fight. Santa better scurry, I’m comin' tonight! Santa got run over by a Chevy, Payback for that reindeer’s hit and run. You might think Grandma’s doin' was heavy, But justice’s wagon don’t wait for no one. Grandma tracked him up to the North Pole, With a GPS and a candy cane bat. She barged in like a holiday whirlwind, Said, "Time to answer for the prints on my back!" Elves scattered as she kicked the door, Rudolph hid behind the workshop floor. She hollered, "Santa, come face me if ya dare, You’ll pay for tossin' me into that snow out there!" Santa got run over by a Chevy, Payback for that reindeer hit and run. You might think Grandma’s doin' was heavy, But justice’s wagon don’t wait for no one. Now Grandma’s home and she’s knittin' A hero in our family lore. Santa’s sleigh’s been retired for good, And he’s footin' it now, just like before. Santa got run over by a Chevy, Payback for that reindeer hit and run. You might think Grandma’s doin' was heavy, But justice’s wagon don’t wait for no one. So if you’re out this Christmas Eve, And see hoof prints in the snow, Better hope you’re on the good list, 'Cause Grandma’s watchin', and she’s ready to go!
