Making Christmas Plans Lyrics

Oh, Christmas is more than four weeks away

It's time for my dear wife and I to make plans

We'll grab a calendar and look at the dates

While we drink cocoa and hold each other's hands

I say my family has many traditions

She says her family has many too

I'm sure this will be easy to figure out

We're two peas in a pod, me and you

I love Christmas and I love you

You love Christmas and you love me too

Blending our traditions together is fun

When we are together, two become one

Oh, Christmas is only three weeks away

My wife and I are still making plans

This has not been easy for us to figure out

We're drinking strong coffee. No more holding hands

Both of our moms want to host Christmas dinner

We said to each

Mother dear, can you host next year?

But both of our moms got quiet with anger

Our dads said

Thanks a lot. No more Christmas cheer

I love Christmas and I love you

You love Christmas and you love me too

Blending our traditions is surprisingly hard

Our parents are a pain in the arse

Christmas is merely two weeks away

Amazingly, we still have no concrete plans

I feel this is something we'll never figure out

We're drinking red wine and it's getting out of hand

My wife yells that I should be on her side

I yell back that she should be on mine

We say a lot of angry words that we may regret

This is just a phase, I'm sure we'll be fine

I love Christmas and I love you

You love Christmas and you love me too

Blending our traditions really kinda sucks

We often exclaim

What the actual fudge

Oh, Christmas. Holy crap! Christmas. One week away

Her and I have finally finalized our plans

This was near impossible to figure out

We're drinking hard liquor and can barely stand

My Mom agreed to host breakfast at 10

Her mom agreed dinner at four:30

Both of our moms are pretending to be happy

Our dads are like

Thanks jerks. You did us dirty

I used to love Christmas and I used to love you

You used to love Christmas and you used to love me too

Blending our traditions caused chaos and remorse

For Christmas I'm expecting papers for divorce