Grandma got run over by a reindeer.
Walking home from our house Christmas-eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa, but
As for me and grandpa we believe.
She'd been drinking too much eggnog,
and we begged her not to go
but she forgot her medication, and she
staggered out the door into the snow.
When we found her Christmas morning,
At the scene of the attack,
she had hoof-prints on her forehead, and
incriminating Clus marks on her back
Grand-ma got run over by a reindeer.
Walking home from our house Christmas eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa, but
As for me and grandpa we believe.
Now we're all so proud of grandpa
He's been taking this so well
See him in there watching football
drinking beer and playing cards with Cousin Mel
It's not Christmas without Grandma
All the family's dressed in black
and we just can't help but wonder
Should we open up her gifts or send them back (SEND THEM BACK!)
Grand-ma got run over by a reindeer.
Walking home from our house Christmas eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa, but
As for me and grandpa we believe.
Now the goose is on the table
and the pudding made of fig
and the blue and silver candles
that would just have matched the hair on grandma's wig
I've warned all my friends and neighbors
better watch out for yourselves
they should never give a license
to a man who drives a sleigh and plays with elves.
Grand-ma got run over by a reindeer.
Walking home from our house Christmas eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa, but
As for me and grandpa we believe.
(SING IT GRANDPA!)
Grand-ma got run over by a reindeer.
Walking home from our house Christmas eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Santa, but
As for me and grandpa we believe-eve-eve.