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Worst Christmas Lyric... From the song "Most Wonderful Time of the Year":
There'll be parties for hosting, marshmallows for toasting and caroling out in the snow. there'll be scary ghost stories and tales of the glories of Christmases long, long ago. Can you think of any more? Traditional or pop tunes... Michael never stopped! | |
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No, that's definitely the worst | |
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SefraNSue said: From the song "Most Wonderful Time of the Year":
There'll be parties for hosting, marshmallows for toasting and caroling out in the snow. there'll be scary ghost stories and tales of the glories of Christmases long, long ago. Can you think of any more? Traditional or pop tunes... It sounds a tad Halloweeny, don't you think? "Love and compassion are necessities, not luxuries. Without them humanity cannot survive."
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Not really, could just be in reference to Scrooge. | |
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My favorite weird lyric is from "Baby It's Cold Outside" which I like to call The Date Rape Christmas Song.
I like Dean's version best. It has just the right amount of sleeze to it. Baby It's Cold Outside (I really can't stay) But baby it's cold outside (Got to go away) But baby it's cold outside (This evening has been) Been hoping you'd drop in (So very nice) I'll hold your hands they're just like ice (My mother will start to worry) Beautiful watch you're wearing (My father will be pacing the floor) Listen to the fireplace roar (So really I'd better scurry) Beautiful please don't hurry (Well maybe just half a drink) Put some records on while I pour (The neighbors might think) Baby it's bad out there (Say what's in this drink?) No cabs to be had out there (I wish I knew how) Your eyes are like starlight now (To break this spell) I'll take your hat your hair looks swell (I ought to say no no) Mind if I move in closer (At least I'm going to say I tried) What's the sense of hurting my pride (I really can't stay) Baby don't hold out (Both) Baby it's cold outside (I simply must go) Baby it's cold outside (The answer is no) Baby it's cold outside (The welcome has been) How lucky that you dropped in (So nice and warm) Look out the window at the storm (My sister will be suspicious) Gosh your lips look delicious (My brother will be there at the door) Waves upon a tropical shore (My maiden aunt's mind is vicious) Gosh your lips are delicious (But maybe just a cigarette) Never such a blizzard before (I got to get home) But baby you'd freeze out there (Say lend me a comb) It's up to your knees out there (You've really been grand) I thrill when you touch my hand (But don't you see) How can you do this to me? (There's bound to be talk tomorrow) Think of my life long sorrow (At least they'll be plenty implied) If you caught pneumonia and died (I really can't stay) Get over that old doubt (Both) Baby it's cold (Both) Baby it's cold outside "I saw a woman with major Hammer pants on the subway a few weeks ago and totally thought of you." - sextonseven | |
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SefraNSue said: From the song "Most Wonderful Time of the Year":
There'll be parties for hosting, marshmallows for toasting and caroling out in the snow. there'll be scary ghost stories and tales of the glories of Christmases long, long ago. Can you think of any more? Traditional or pop tunes... Gathering around the fire to tell Ghost stories at Christmas was a big tradition in Great Britain ("A Christmas Carol" is an example), especially in the Victorian era, though I'm not sure it ever really caught on over here.... ... [Edited 12/18/06 8:53am] " I've got six things on my mind --you're no longer one of them." - Paddy McAloon, Prefab Sprout | |
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