This Time Of The Year

This is that time of the year, A tinselly, glittery time; Long distance calls to uncle and aunt, On ev'ry corner you bump into Santa, 'Cause this is that time of the year, A holly and jolly old time; Windows are dressed in ribbons of silk, And Junior drinks all of his milk! Poppa . . . keeps buying presents And sneaks them into the closet; Momma . . . goes to the bank But she holds out a dollar from ev'ry deposit; 'Cause this is that time of the year, A silver bow, mistletoe time; Spirits are high, good will and good cheer, We're putting the tree up, The kids shouldn't be up, Saint Nick says, "Giddeyup!" To Dasher, Dancer, Blitzen, Prancer; This is that time of the year! This is that time of the year, A tinselly, glittery time; Dumpling and goose and pudding and pie, (Perfect excuse to go right off your diet!) 'Cause this is that time of the year, A holly and jolly old time; Snow on your roof, your face and your shoes, And presents that you'll; never use! Grandma . . . feels twenty-two so, She dons her gayest apparel; He stands at the spinet and sings ev'ry carol; 'Cause this is that time of the year, A silver bow, mistletoe time; Etc.