The holidays are jolly, hanging wreathes and hoisting holly
\nwith the reindeer and the snowmen standing guard
\nThe Christmas season’s calling as the mercury is falling
\nFrom Baltimore to Boston’s Harvard Yard<\/p>\n
T’is the season to be freezin’ while we shovel ’round our hovels
\nAnd we’ll celebrate the Winter, young and old
\nBut the temperature’s not dropping, while we’re out here Christmas shopping
\n‘Cause this Winter doesn’t seem to like the cold!<\/p>\n
Go Home, Winter, You’re Drunk! I’ll toss your coat back into the trunk.
\nAutumn’s riding shotgun, cause Springtime has the keys
\nWinter’s in the backseat with its head between its knees
\nSummer’s gonna hold your hair \/ while you toss snowballs everywhere
\nGo Home, Winter, You’re Drunk!<\/p>\n
Frosty’s sipping boat drinks, singing songs about the ice rinks
\nand I guess the weather’s really lost its head
\nThe elves are all in short sleeves and the snowman’s having dry heaves
\nWon’t someone put this Wintertime to bed?<\/p>\n
This Christmas is so green it’s blue, cause Winter’s got the Irish flu
\nand the snowplows and the road crew’s out of work
\nThe Solstice and it’s 82 \/ degrees, and I am telling you
\nTwelve beers has made this Wintertime a jerk!<\/p>\n
Go Home, Winter, You’re Drunk! I’ll toss your coat back into the trunk.
\nAutumn’s riding shotgun, cause Springtime has the keys
\nWinter’s in the backseat with its head between its knees
\nSummer’s gonna hold your hair \/ while you toss snowballs everywhere
\nGo Home, Winter, You’re Drunk!<\/p>\n
Winter just might sober up
\nthe snowfall forecast’s climbing
\nand we might just get some inches after all
\nIt looks like things will whiten up
\nShame about the timing
\n‘Cause it ain’t gonna snow here till next fall!<\/p>\n
Go Home, Winter, You’re Drunk! I’ll toss your coat back into the trunk.
\nAutumn’s riding shotgun, cause Springtime has the keys
\nWinter’s in the backseat with its head between its knees
\nSummer’s gonna hold your hair \/ while you toss snowballs everywhere
\nGo Home, Winter, You’re Drunk!
\nGo Home, Winter, You’re Drunk!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The holidays are jolly, hanging wreathes and hoisting holly with the reindeer and the snowmen standing guard The Christmas season’s calling as the mercury is falling From Baltimore to Boston’s…<\/p>\n