| Yeah, we all know it’s comin'
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| Every year, Thanksgivin' day
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| We’re gonna wish we hadn’t
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| But we all come over anyway
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| And it’s nice to see the family
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| And lord, her cookin’s great
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| But when she starts a’hummin' on Jingle Bells
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| We know there ain’t no escape
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| 'Cause Mama’s gettin' ready for Christmas
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| And you better stay out of her way
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| She’s got a a million lights, a ton of decorations
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| And they gotta go up today
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| Yeah, there ain’t no doubt when they’re all pulled out
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| She’s gonna have a job for you
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| Mama’s gettin' ready for Christmas
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| So you better get ready too
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| Now she’s the queen of redneck Christmas
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| At least that’s what my daddy thinks
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| While he’s climbin' up the ladder with an eight foot Santa
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| That laughs and waves and blinks
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| Last year my brother Bill almost got killed
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| Wirin' up that artificial tree
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| And when I get done with these stupid plastic reindeer
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| That’s the last that woman’s gonna see of me
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| I bet you that!
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| Mama’s gettin' ready for Christmas
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| And you better stay out of her way
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| She’s got a a million lights, a ton of decorations
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| And they gotta go up today
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| Naw, there ain’t no doubt when they’re all pulled out
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| She’s gonna have a job for you
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| Mama’s gettin' ready for Christmas
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| So you better get ready too
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| Aw, the front yard’s gonna look like Las Vegas
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| And folks will come from near and far
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| 'Cause everybody knows when she throws that switch
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| Christmas is about to start
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| Yeah, Mama’s gettin' ready for Christmas
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| And you better stay out of her way
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| She’s got a a million lights, a ton of decorations
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| And they gotta go up today
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| Naw, there ain’t no doubt when they’re all pulled out
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| She’s gonna have a job for you
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| Yeah, Mama’s gettin' ready for Christmas
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| So you better get ready too
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| I said my mama’s gettin' ready for Christmas
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| Merry Christmas everybody!
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| So you better get ready too |