Holidaze from Holidaze by Papa Claus and the Gingerbread Connection

It's christmas time
and I'm crying cause you're no longer here
Stuck at Sully's all alone
Amongst fools singing Santa songs
Damn little girl miss ya
You were sitting right next to me just yesterday
I blame my tears on them blinking lights
and everybody believes

I'm in a holidaze
I'm messed up in the merriest of ways
I'm as high as that star on the Christmas tree
Cause you ain't here
You ain't here with me

Hey bartender, I think you and I should make some kind of deal
Bring them whiskeys and keep em neat
I promise I won't make a scene
And won't somebody turn that god forsaken tv off
I'm gonna lose it all if see James Stewart
running through the streets

I'm in a holidaze
I'm messed up in the merriest of ways
I'm as high as that star on the Christmas tree
Cause you ain't here
You ain't here with me

Cheap ass beer and candy canes
Warm popcorn and Bukowski stains
Rose and Joe in the bathroom stall
Tommy's painting on the wall
The stink of beer and pine and puke
Pogues blasting on the juke
I'm Gary Oldman/State of Grace
And all I can see is your face

I'm in a holidaze
I'm messed up in the merriest of ways
I'm as high as that star on the Christmas tree
Cause you ain't here
You ain't here with me

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