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letra de it's christmas and i'm crying - du blonde

it’s christmas and i’m laying low
i’ve got a couch where i can go
i’m feeling like an absolute balloon
(an absolute balloon)
i ate my weight in humble pie
and made my second uncle cry
cause i told him they never reached the moon
(they never reached the moon)

and is it true that grandad met a waitress
on holiday in tenerife in 1943
does that make me the second cousin
twice removed from someone who
might have something in common with me?

it’s christmas and i’m crying (i’m crying)
i’ve never felt so much like giving up (i’ve never felt like giving up)
it’s christmas and we’re all lying (lying)
to make up for the chasm between us

it’s five o’clock, the turkey’s burned
that lucky incinerated bird
i sneak out of the room for max and cheese
the arguments, they’ve started now
the left, the right, the upside down
we’ll take each other out
till there’s no one left to please
i drove three hundred miles just to be here
i climbed back in the closet for the weekend for your benefit
i’ve never met this man in my whole life but i’m expected to
tell him why i don’t have children

the party’s on, the claws are out
who gave the sherry to the kids?
who’s got the number for the doctor
why’s it always end like this?
your brother’s on the floor
feeding turkey to the vcr
why’d you take off the tags?
now i can’t return this left hand guitar
the parties on, the claws are out
who gave the sherry to the kids?
who’s got the number for the doctor
why’s it always end like this?

i tried my best to make it through the evening
boxing day is just around the bend
but if one more cousin has something
to say about my failed career
i’ll leave something for them in their bed

it’s christmas and we’re all heaving (heaving)
the toilet bowl’s not big enough for this (big enough for this)
it’s christmas, when are you leaving? (leaving)
three hundred and sixty five days of bliss
it’s christmas and i’m praying
next year i’ll have a reason not to come
it’s christmas, that’s all i’m saying
we brought the pain and traded in the fun
the party’s on, the claws are out
who gave the sherry to the kids?
who’s got the number for the doctor
why’s it always end like this?
your brother’s on the floor
feeding turkey to the vcr
why’d you take off the tags?
now i can’t return this left hand guitar
the parties on, the claws are out
who gave the sherry to the kids?
who’s got the number for the doctor
why’s it always end like this?

- du blonde

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