Christmas Time (It's The Time For Fu*king) (Live)

Lyrics

Oh, the snow's on the ground, and we're snowed in,
The kids are at grandma's, now where to begin?
The tree's all lit up, but we're not talking 'bout that,
We've got our own lights, let's turn up the stat!

Christmas time, oh Christmas time,
It's the time for fucking.
With the carols so sweet, and the blankets so neat,
It’s the season for some holiday heat!

We've got the fireplace crackling with cheer,
And you look so lovely, my dear,
We'll skip the fruitcake, it's no good anyway,
Let's make our own dessert, what do you say?

Christmas time, oh Christmas time,
The time for fucking.
With the mistletoe high, and the eggnog nearby,
It's the season for some yuletide fly!

Now, listen up, don't you fret,
We've got the whole night, no need to sweat,
For love's the gift that's meant to be shared,
Under the sheets, with love and care!

Christmas time, oh Christmas time,
It's the time for fucking.
With the stockings all stuffed, and the cookies all fluffed,
It's the season for romance, oh we're so tough!

So, let's deck the halls with boughs of love,
Forget the turkey, we've got enough,
For Christmas time is the season to prove,
That love's the reason, for this time of year, we move!