Get Off My House
I woke up Christmas morning
It was a little bit before 3 O'clock
I sprang from bed looking out the window
To investigate a noise outside
When in flies a guy all dressed up in red
And carrying a sack
He was at least 300 pounds
You know I swear I heard my ceiling go crack
I said
Hey
You
Get offa my roof
Hey
You
Get down from my house
Hey
You
Get offa my roof
Don't hang around or I'll shoot you down
From my house baby
Those jingle bells were ringing
I said hey how'd you get a deer up that high
A voice said hohoho how are ya
He must be outta his mind
I said it's three am there's too much noise
And my children they're all nestled in bed
Get the deer poop off my house
Before I blast your candy-ass outta that sled
I said
Hey
You
Get offa my roof
Hey
You
Get down from my house
Hey
You
Get offa my roof
Don't hang around or I'll shoot you down
From my house baby
Hey
You
Get offa my roof
Hey
You
Get down from my house
Hey
You
Get offa my roof
Don't hang around or I'll shoot you down
from my house baby