[Verse 1] Family doesn't call anymore And I still don't know the reason So, it won't be a Merry Christmas I guess that's just the season And I still don't like my parents And I still don't like the cold I hope this year it snows [Chorus] It's wet, cold hot chocolate Cold, itchy sweater Hot, bad Christmas carols Christmas morning Christmas morning [Verse 2] Maybe I'll make some eggnog And make out with my wife And when she gets drunk, I'll have her And she will be my gift And I still don't like my parents And I still don't like the cold I hope this year it snows [Chorus] It's wet, cold hot chocolate Cold, itchy sweater Hot, bad Christmas carols Christmas morning Christmas morning
