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Merry Christmas, Kiss My Ass
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So as I'm here busting my ass cleaning, I am thinking to myself.. How dare a person ever judge you for the cleanliness as long as it's healthily clean. How dare them say so and so is lazy because their floor isn't mopped. How dare them say if only I could have "that job" while another is praying they could could do anything but, not because they don't appreciate it all but because sometimes being a stay at home parent isn't all that healthy. We all know being a stay at home parent is a blessing, and we are all hopefully grateful for the opportunity.
They told me I was lucky To have my chance with you Now last years summer romance Is this year's winter blues I treated you so nicely, To jewellery and champagne, But you left me empty handed, yeah, You left me feeling plain. Now I hope your happy with your self Cause I'm not laughing Don't you think it's kind of Crappy what you did this holiday? When I gave you my heart You ripped it apart Like wrapping paper trash So I wrote you a song Hope that you sing along and it goes, Merry Christmas, kiss my ass. They say I'm losing my mind I thought that for a while I teared down decorations They remind me of your smile I hate that mistletoe It makes me think of our first kiss You bit my lip, you pulled me close And then you taught me how to quit. When I gave you my heart You ripped it apart Like wrapping paper trash So I wrote you a song Hope that you sing along and it goes Merry Christmas, kiss my ass.