Get off my house

I woke up Christmas morning
It was a little bit before 3 O�clock
I sprang from bed looking out the window
To investigate a noise outside
When in flies a guy all dressed up in red
And carrying a sack
He was at least 300 pounds
You know I swear I heard my ceiling go crack

I said
Hey
You
Get offa my roof
Hey
You
Get down from my house
Hey
You
Get offa my roof
Don�t hang around or I�ll shoot you down
From my house baby

Those jingle bells were ringing
I said hey how�d you get a deer up that high
A voice said hohoho how are ya
He must be outta his mind
I said it�s three am there�s too much noise
And my children they�re all nestled in bed
Get the deer poop off my house
Before I blast your candy-ass outta that sled
I said
Hey
You
Get offa my roof
Hey
You
Get down from my house
Hey
You
Get offa my roof
Don�t hang around or I�ll shoot you down
From my house baby

Hey
You
Get offa my roof
Hey
You
Get down from my house
Hey
You
Get offa my roof
Don�t hang around or I�ll shoot you down
from my house baby