G           C               F        C
Time to celebrate the season, haven't eaten all day
     G           C                     F        C
My tummy is growling 'cause I've been saving up space
            G              C                  F        C
I've got my place at the table, can't fit no more on my plate
            G           C               F        C
I've got my fork in my hand ready to stuff my face
    G           C         F                   C
So bring on the turkey, potatoes, casserole dishes
                 G        C             F        C
'Cause I ain't messing around with them buttoned up britches
               G          C                 F        C
You got them skinny jeans on, girl, I feel sorry for you
               G     C                          F             C
'Cause I just tried everything, and I'm going back for round two


[Chorus]
            G           C     F        C
I got my stretchy pants on (stretchy pants)
            G           C     F        C
I got my stretchy pants on (stretchy, stretchy)
G                       C      F           C
Spandex and Lycra, you better work it for me
            G           C         F       C
'Cause I'm about to expand this band of elasticity
            G           C     F        C
I got my stretchy pants on (stretchy pants)
            G           C     F        C
I got my stretchy pants on (stretchy, stretchy)


[Verse]
 G              C         F           C
Ask me where I got 'em, Amazon at my door
          G         C                   F           C
And if I wear this pair out, I'm gonna buy me some more
       G           C            F          C
I got leftovers waiting in the fridge for repeating
            G           C               F        C
Give me a nap and an hour, you know they gonna get eaten
     G           C                  F        C
So bring on the turkey, potatoes, casserole dishes
          G              C               F            C
'Cause I ain't messing around with them buttoned up britches
               G           C                  F        C
Can't get my skinny jeans on, but don't feel sorry for me
               G         C                     F               C
'Cause I just tried everything, and I'm going back for round three


[Chorus]
            G           C     F        C
I got my stretchy pants on (stretchy pants)
            G           C     F        C
I got my stretchy pants on (stretchy, stretchy)
G                       C      F           C
Spandex and Lycra, you better work it for me
            G           C         F       C
'Cause I'm about to expand this band of elasticity
            G           C     F        C
I got my stretchy pants on (stretchy pants)
            G           C     F        C
I got my stretchy pants on (stretchy, stretchy)


[Bridge]
G
Fruitcake, I'll try it
C
Ambrosia, I'll try it
F                                             C
Aunt Bertha's 'nana pudding with a cherry on top
G
Cookies, I'll have some
C
Oh Gingerbread, leave no crumbs
F                                                   C
Guzzle down some egg nog, even though I'm 'bout to pop


[Chorus]
            G           C     F        C
I got my stretchy pants on (stretchy pants)
            G           C     F        C
I got my stretchy pants on (stretchy, stretchy)


[Outro]
            G           C               F        C
So bring on the turkey, potatoes, casserole dishes
                G         C               F          C
'Cause I ain't messing around with them buttoned up britches
               G             C                   F        C
And when you think that I'm done, and I'm laid out on the floor
          G           C                     F           C
No no no don't let me fool ya, I got some room for some more
            G           C          F  C
With my stretchy pants on (stretchy pants)
            G           C          F  C
I got my stretchy pants on (stretchy, stretchy)
            G           C          F  C
Oh oh oh... my stretchy pants on (stretchy pants)
            G           C          F  C
Mmm I got my stretchy pants on ya'll (stretchy, stretchy)
N.C.
Santa ain't got nothing on me