Letra de I'll Be Stoned for Christmas
I'll be stoned for Christmas You can plan on me I must insist, on the Lemon Twist Martinis by the treeChristmas Eve you'll find me Sparkin' up some green Rollin' bones for Christmas dinner And sipping Irish Cream (Oh yeah, feels good now)Santa Claus will be flyin' (Whoa, steady now) With his reindeer teamBut I'll be crawlin' 'round on the floor this Christmas 'Cause someone hid my keysOh, my. I think the keys are over here by the couch ...the couch this is, too. Is that naugahyde? Doesn't matter