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You're a strange one, Kristine Foot
You really are bothered.
You obsess about your brother, go on about your mother,
Kristine Foot.
You're a Lucy Van Pelt Wannabe
On that we all concur.
You're a lawyer, Kristine Foot
You love to state your case
Because you're an attorney
We Know that you're depraved
Kristine Foot
I wouldn't hire you -
Even if I lived in a cave.
You have three kids, Kristine Foot
Each one is quite perfect
They have all the tender sweetness
of a drunken derelict
Kristine Foot
Given the choice between the boys or a drunk
I'd take the drunken derelict
Please don't sue us, Kristine Foot
"All characters are purely fictitious.
Any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental."
Kristine Foot.
Song to Do they know it's Christmastime?
It's Christmastime, there's a need to be afraid
At Christmastime, Eric has time off and his plans aren't made
And in your world of plenty, he can spread a smile of joy
Throw your bolt into the locks at Christmastime.
And say a prayer, pray that he doesn't come
At Christmastime it's hard, but when you're having fun.
There's a world outside your window, and it's a world of dread and fear
When the only guest arriving is the bitter bed boy near
And the doorbells are ringing now are the clanging chimes of doom
Well tonight thank God it's a salesman and not him
And there won't be any leftovers this Christmastime
For Eric's come to stay. He needs a life.
The coke has been consumed
All cartoons have been viewed.
Will he visit at Christmastime this year?
(Here he comes) Shut the door and run away
(Here he comes) Dim the light and start to pray
Will he visit at Christmastime this year?
Buy new locks
Buy new locks
Buy new locks
Pretend you're gone when he arrives.
No words. Just listen!