Christmas (And Dad Wants Her Back)

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Christmas (And Dad Wants Her Back) by Paul Heaton

Christmas (And Dad Wants Her Back) Lyrics

[00:06.99] You put the Christmas tree up
[00:10.55] I take the Christmas tree down
[00:13.95] Just so the children associate me
[00:17.04] With everything wrong in this town
[00:26.55] It's December, it's snowing, the feeling is growing
[00:30.44] The parents can't even explain
[00:33.68] It just feels so right when the pavements are white
[00:37.04] And everyone boos if it rains
[00:42.02] I still put the carrots right out
[00:45.17] A mince pie, milk, or maybe some port
[00:48.23] Even go down in the middle of night
[00:51.73] Drink them, make sure I'm never caught
[00:54.84] They don't blame you for trying, but all three are crying
[00:59.07] The dinner's dried up and it's black
[01:01.37] In the least of surprises, I bought the wrong sizes
[01:05.39] They all know that Dad wants her back
[01:09.78] Dad wants her back
[01:13.82] The year I knocked Christmas tree down
[01:17.22] Just an hour after I put it up
[01:20.38] Adjusting the angel, nativity's crown
[01:23.59] And claiming you'd not been to pub
[01:26.70] Yes, the brandy is flowing, your dad's nose is glowing
[01:30.91] The whole house is decked green and red
[01:33.86] The snowman in snowdrift, the glittering driver
[01:37.54] With snowball aimed at his head
[01:41.96] I still put the carrots right out
[01:45.13] A mince pie, milk, or maybe some port
[01:48.56] Even go down in the middle of night
[01:51.65] Drink them, make sure I'm never caught
[01:55.18] They don't blame you for trying, but all three are crying
[01:59.07] The dinner's dried up and it's black
[02:01.97] In the least of surprises, you bought the wrong sizes
[02:05.68] They all know that Dad wants her back
[02:10.07] Dad wants her back
[02:14.42] I take the lights off the tree
[02:17.62] First, turn them off at the wall
[02:20.85] Just so the very last glimmer of Christmas
[02:24.94] I'm seen to be ending it all
[02:31.58] I still put the carrots right out
[02:35.25] A mince pie, milk, or maybe some port
[02:38.49] Even go down in the middle of night
[02:41.53] Drink them, make sure I'm never caught
[02:45.98] Christmas for many, just a lucky old penny
[02:48.83] A quiet glass of whiskey in chair
[02:52.58] But Christmas for me, is a cold cup of tea
[02:55.66] And a morning with none of you there
[02:59.13]

From the album: Manchester Calling (Double Deluxe Version)