When I was a kid   I used to wonder where my mama hid   All the Christmas gifts   She pretended that Santa Claus would give      We'd trim the tree   Jiffy Pop on a string   Lickin' candy canes   While I'm listening to Donny sing      Ooh, talkin' about Christmas      Rudolph's nose is bright   But big sister tell me, "He's just a lie"   She said, "Santa ain't coming around   'Cause there's no chimney for him to come down"      So on the evening   While pretendin' to sleep   We would hear our Daddy   Huffin', puffin' and cussin' boxes      Christmas at my house   Christmas at my house   Christmas at my house   Christmas at my house      Christmas at my house   Christmas at my house   Christmas at my house   Christmas at my house      We'd never leave cookies for Santa to eat   'Cause he was just an image of a cartoon on a TV, oh      Christmas at my house   Christmas at my house   Christmas at my house   Christmas at my house      Christmas at my house   Christmas at my house   Christmas at my house   Christmas at my house      Christmas at my house   Christmas at my house   Christmas at my house   Christmas at my house   ...