Oh my God, we should do another song! But we already said: Bye, bye, bye But it's Christmas! So you wanna write a song about Jesus Christ? Or Santa Claus Or his wife Who the hell is Santa's wife? She the baddest, she a savage She makes the best cookies ever She no average Think he schedules by himself Then you're mad, bitch Every kid got a gift 'cause she planned shit Not the face of the campaign But she is the brain Ain't no side dish, honey 'Cause she is the main So, she really has a seat at the table? No, she ate Oh? She left no crumbs on her plate There's a saint at the North Pole And it isn't Saint Nick Her name is Gertrude And she's got a long Dick! List. Sh-she's got a long list She says Ho, ho, ho Merry Christmas from the Pole I hope it fucking snows Don't eat the cookie dough Ho, ho, ho Merry Christmas from the Pole Let's start the fucking show One, two, three, let's go She's no goodie, she's a baddie Everybody knows her addy Not the mommy, call her daddy (Sorry?) Daddy (Sorry?) Daddy There's a saint at the Pole And it isn't Saint Nick No, her name is Gertrude And she's got a long List. Yeah, I was getting to that She says Ho, ho, ho Merry Christmas from the Pole I hope it fucking snows Don't eat the cookie dough Ho, ho, ho Merry Christmas from the Pole Let's start the fucking show One, two, three, let's go Christmas (tree), snowman (glee) Reindeer (neigh), Gertrude (sleigh) One, two, three, let's Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho (No-no) Ho, ho, ho, ho- (not that, no) Kinda sounds a little like- Like what? Like, nevermind There's a saint at the North Pole And it isn't Saint Nick Her name is Gertrude And she's got a long Clit! Are you fucking ki- Ho, ho, ho Merry Christmas from the Pole I hope it fucking snows Don't eat the cookie dough Ho, ho, ho Merry Christmas from the Pole Let's start the fucking show One, two, three, let's go To the North Pole!