Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm Dressin' up Like Santa (When I Get Out on Parole), artist - Bob Rivers. Album song Twisted Christmas, in the genre
Date of issue: 19.10.1987
Record label: Critique
Song language: English
I'm Dressin' up Like Santa (When I Get Out on Parole) |
I’m Dressin' Up Like Santa Claus on Christmas |
As soon as I can get out on parole |
I’ll hang out on your street |
Your kids I’d love to meet |
As soon as I get out of this rat hole |
And I won’t mind just sliding down your chimney |
Cause I just spent fifteen years a-shovelin' coal |
I’m Dressin' Up Like Santa Claus on Christmas |
As soon as I can get out on parole |
I’m anxious to get out among the living |
And I’m makin' up a list of those to see |
Duded up in red and white |
Instead of these old stripes |
Just think of how surprised they’re gonna be |
The old home town will sure be glad to see me |
Cause by now it slipped their minds how much I stole |
And I’m Dressin' Up Like Santa Claus on Christmas |
As soon as I can get out on parole |
I’m careful to be on my best behavior |
Cause the warden’s watching every thing I do |
Thank God he didn’t see |
That fight in cell block 3 |
Or I’d be stuck here till I’m 92 |
Just a few more questions from that nice committee |
Then through those rusty gates I’ll proudly stroll |
And I’m Dressin' Up Like Santa Claus on Christmas |
As soon as I can get out on parole |
Just as soon as I can get out on parole |
I’m Home! |