The Lyrics
On the first day of Christmas, my ex-wife gave to me a drunk guy in an RV
On the second day of Christmas, my ex-wife gave to me two bloody knuckles, and a drunk guy in an RV
On the third day of Christmas, my ex-wife gave to me three deadly pitbulls, two bloody knuckles, and a drunk guy in an RV
On the fourth day of Christmas, my ex-wife gave to me four falling trees, three deadly pitbulls, two bloody knuckles, and a drunk guy in an RV
On the fifth day of Christmas, my ex-wife gave to me five killer bees, four falling trees, three deadly pitbulls, two bloody knuckles, and a drunk guy in an RV
On the sixth day of Christmas, my ex-wife gave to me six leeches sucking, five killer bees, four falling trees, three deadly pitbulls, two bloody knuckles, and a drunk guy in an RV
On the seventh day of Christmas, my ex-wife gave to me seven burns and bruises, six leeches sucking, five killer bees, four falling trees, three deadly pitbulls, two bloody knuckles, and a drunk guy in an RV
On the eighth day of Christmas, my ex-wife gave to me eight bombs exploding, seven burns and bruises, six leeches sucking, five killer bees, four falling trees, three deadly pitbulls, two bloody knuckles, and a drunk guy in an RV
On the ninth day of Christmas, my ex-wife gave to me nine Vikings hacking, eight bombs exploding, seven burns and bruises, six leeches sucking, five killer bees, four falling trees, three deadly pitbulls, two bloody knuckles, and a drunk guy in an RV
On the tenth day of Christmas, my ex-wife gave to me ten axes flying, nine Vikings hacking, eight bombs exploding, seven burns and bruises, six leeches sucking, five killer bees, four falling trees, three deadly pitbulls, two bloody knuckles, and a drunk guy in an RV
On the eleventh day of Christmas, my ex-wife gave to me eleven pepper cans spraying, ten axes flying, nine Vikings hacking, eight bombs exploding, seven burns and bruises, six leeches sucking, five killer bees, four falling trees, three deadly pitbulls, two bloody knuckles, and a drunk guy in an RV
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my ex-wife gave to me twelve clobbers clobbing, eleven pepper cans spraying, ten axes flying, nine Vikings hacking, eight bombs exploding, seven burns and bruises, six leeches sucking, five killer bees, four falling trees, three deadly pitbulls, two bloody knuckles, and a drunk guy in an RV
Happy Holidays from Wally, Willy, Welly, and Woolly