Daws Butler Christmas Dragnet Lyrics

Christmas Dragnet Lyrics

This is the season.

My name's Wednesday.

My partner's Frank
Jones.

The Chief's name is Captain Kellogg.



December the
24th, Christmas Eve.

They brought in a guy named 'Grudge'.

When I
heard what they booked him on, my blood ran cold.

It was a 4096325-
096704:  not believing in Santa Claus.



4:35 p.m.

I was
working the holiday watch out of homicide with Frank.



"Hang up
your stocking yet, Joe?"



"Yeah, just before I come down.  You too
Frank?"



"Alway do.  

Hung it up early just in case I have'ta
work late tonight.

Wouldn't wanna miss out on when Santa Claus comes you
know. "



"Sure wouldn't, be a shame."



"Whatcha gonna
do tomorrow, Joe?

Whatcha gonna do on Christmas, got any plans?"



"Nothin' much."



"Why don't you come by the house Joe?

We're gonna have Christmas dinner.

You know, all the trimmings:

turkey, celery stuffing, oysters maybe.

Chestnuts, all the trimmings,
you know.

Cranberry sauce, love'ta have ya.

The Missus always fixes
a plate of relish

with them little carrot sticks.

You know, olives,
pickles, scallions.

Most people call them green onions, but they're
really scallions.

Did you ever notice that Joe?"



"Notice
what Frank?"



"How most people call them green onions but they're
really scallions."



"Uh-huh.  Scallions."



"Anytime
after two, Joe.  Love ta have ya."



"Uh-huh.  Well I'll see."



"Love ta have ya."



"Uh-huh.  Well, I'll see."



"Love ta have ya."



"Uh-huh.  Well, I'll see."



"Missus always fixes a plate of relish with them little carrot sticks.

You know - olives, pickles, scallions."-aca