The Night Before Christmas
'Twas the night before christmas, what some call christmas eve
Not a Greaser was stirring, not even Steve
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Only six stockings were hung up in bliss
For Dallas didn't believe in St Nicholas
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The Greasers were sleeping all around the place
Their heads as blank as outer space
With Pony and I lying down on the mat
After finishing our unusually long chat
When outside the house arose such a clatter
I sprang from my sleep to see what was the matter
Away to the window I was like a cat
From my uncomfortable spot on the small, black mat
The moon shone down on the newly falled snow
As it illuminated all the objects below
What I saw shone brightly, clear as day
Was eight small reindeer and a big red sleigh
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And a really fat guy, with a big huge belly
With bright red clothes and a laugh so jolly
My eyes grew wide as toward me they came
The huge guy whistled then called them by name;
"Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
Go to the chimney, where I am to fall
Fly away, reindeer. Fly away all!"
The sleigh took off, whipping the grass
I peered out in wonder behind the window glass
So to the top of the house the reindeer flew
St Nick, his sleigh and a few gifts, too
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Little noise is what I heard from inside
From the reindeer, gifts, Santa and his ride
As I looked back from the window and turned to my right
Down from the chimney, Santa came into sight
He was dressed in all red, from head to toe
He must be feeling cold, from being out in the snow
St Nick held something on his back
I saw it to be a great gift sack
He had twinkling eyes, and two slight dimples
He had rosy cheeks, and a face free of pimples
His face was lit by a great big smile
Which topped off Santa's weird fashion style
In his mouth he had a metal cigarette
The smoke ring he blew seemed to pirouette
He had a round face and a pretty big tum
He ate the milk and cookies to the last crum
I looked on at him as his behind gave a wriggle
It took lots of work not to let out a giggle
I looked on in silence as he gave me a wink
All of this while downing his drink
While he was doing his work, he let out a frown
Turning from the stockings, to me he looked down
"Where is Dallas' stocking?" He asked with cheer
I looked around quickly, eyes open with fear
"He doesn't have one." I manage to say
I see him leave one for Dally anyway
Tapping his nose before turning around
And flying up the chimney without a sound
He got into his sleigh, giving his deer the word
The reindeer flying away is what I heard
But I heard the old man say before he flew into the night,
"Greaser Christmas to all and to all a good night!"