Snow is falling in the city  Past the windows which cast a glow  Through the curtains, friends and flirtin’  Christmas trees and mistletoe  Snow keeps fallin’ in the city  Powdered sugar on the hats of passersby  And all I can do is eat Moo Shu  And cry, cry, cry  'cause I’ve got Jesus Envy  Jesus Envy  I remember each December  As the preparations reached a fevered peak  And the Tabors, my next-door neighbors  Would jump into high gear each Christmas week  And all their tree lights and other delights  Made my menorah look like someone’s cruel hoax  ‘Til my shrink, Dr. Charoses made the diagnosis  And named the feeling that each Christmastime evokes  He called it Jesus Envy  Jesus Envy  Don’t get me wrong. I’m proud to be a member of the tribe  But I abhor Manischewitz all the more  With every glass of eggnog I imbibe  And I always give a dollar to the sidewalk Santas  As they ring their little bells outside the stores  'cause they say that Christmas isn’t Christmas without the Salvation Army  And herpes isn’t herpes without the sores  Old Ebenezer was a grumpy grouchy geezer  Who would rather lose a leg than spend a pound  One day I asked him why, and his answer was surprising  He said he couldn’t find a tzedakah box around  You see, old Ebenezer was really Eleazer  And he didn’t say “Bah Humbug  Just the baruch-hu  Maybe Ebenezer just had Jesus envy too  He had Jesus Envy  Jesus Envy