Last December, I swore out loud,
"No more lights, I'm not that proud!"
But here I am, up on a ladder,
Fighting the wind like it even matters.
The hardware store guy just shook his head,
"More lights again?" is all he said.
And my wife insists, "Make it look right!"
While the neighbors cheer, "Good luck tonight!"
So here I go, I'll do my best,
But these tangled lights are a true test.
My wife wants to be the first house to shine
But it's always my job at Christmas time!
The ladder sways, my fingers freeze,
A squirrel just ran off with my keys.
The extension cord's about a foot too short,
And I'm yelling things that the kids report
The neighbors smirk; they've got it planned,
While I duct-tape lights with my free hand.
My neighbor calls, "You've done it wrong!"
I shout back, "Buddy, get off my lawn!
So here I go, I'll do my best,
But these tangled lights are a true test.
My wife wants to be the first house to shine
But it's always my job at Christmas time!
The blow-up Santa just flew away,
It's in a tree, where it might stay.
The dog got tangled in the lights,
My wife is screaming this is why we fight
So here I go, I'll do my best,
But these tangled lights are a true test.
My wife wants to be the first house to shine
But it's always my job at Christmas time!