Larry The Cable Guy Christmas Commentary Lyrics

Christmas Commentary Lyrics

Get a job, you bum bum bum bum

money dont grow on trees, you bum bum bum
bum, 



Silent Farts, Deadly Farts, 

All was calm, Not for
long, 



Oh come on ye little forner C

ome and get them green
cards 

And learn some damn english and than how to drive



I
wish my mother-in-law got Hit by a car

I Wish my mother-in-law got hit by
a car 

I Wish my mother-in-law got hit by a car

so I wouldnt have to
hear her Bitch



Blue Balls, Blue balls

Its doller night, at
the titty Club

See them Dance on my Pants, soon it will be bathroom
time



You better watch Out I think shes a guy 

I aint quite
sure but somethin aint right 

Janet reno’s comin to town 



Donny the retard had an 8 pound water head 

He was 5 foot 3 and he said
to me 

'My names donny’,  



The First queir santa clause wore
red leather chaps, 

and a pair of white shorty sorts 

that had a
hole in the back, 



I pissed my pants, the tolit was just to
far

I Drunk to much damn Beer

I tried to hold it in, but my bladder
just gave in

And I pissed right through my drawers

Riright through
my Wrangler drawers, 

I pissed 

I pissed 

Right my Wrangler
Drawers