Christmas round at ours

Christmas round at ours Lyrics

Christmas Round At Ours

Uncle Bernie's got me on his knee
Chocolate fingers in his tea
He thinks he's supercool
But he's a fool
And I've been sitting
Waiting here for hours
Sydney won't get out the shower
Another lazy boring Christmas
Morning round at ours

Daddy, Daddy told me
You'll never get from Santa
What you're wanting to
If he knew
(He'd be cool)
Oh, I'm not that bad Daddy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Daddy, Daddy told me
You'll never get from Santa
What you're wanting to
If he knew
(He'd be cool)
Oh, I'm not that bad Daddy
Yeah, yeah, yeah

It's boring at Christmas
I'm no kid anymore
And I'm too old for the panto
And too young for the sauce
But when the bells start ringing
I start grinning and
Lose my Christmas blues
I'll get my kiss
Under the mistletoe with you

Grandma's had the best of all the sweets
Picking toffee out her teeth
She says she shoulda been a beauty queen
And mother sighs as everybody shouts
We don't want no soggy sprouts
Another lazy boring Christmas
Morning round at ours

Daddy, Daddy told me
You'll never get from Santa
What you're wanting to
If he knew
(He'd be cool)
Oh, I'm not that bad Daddy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Daddy, Daddy told me
You'll never get from Santa
What you're wanting to
If he knew
(He'd be cool)
Oh, I'm not that bad Daddy
Yeah, yeah, yeah

It's boring at Christmas
I'm no kid anymore
And I'm too old for the panto
And too young for the sauce
But when the bells start ringing
I start grinning and
Lose my Christmas blues
I'll get my kiss
Under the mistletoe with you