"Merry Merry Merry Frickin' Christmas (Family Values Mix)" as written by and Mark Liggett Jason Phelps....
Schools out Christmas break
Back to Boston, the Red Sox in four straight

First the Yankees then St. Louis
The curse, reversed, the Bambino really blew it

Derek Jeter's lost his mind
Trippin' on a broom stick, better luck next time

Have a Merry, Merry, Merry Frickin' Christmas
All you New York Yankees fans can kiss this
The tree the gifts the mistletoe kiss
Swing, a miss, Steinbrenner's really pissed
Have a Merry, Merry, Merry Frickin' Christmas

Joe Torre, he's a weirdo
Gave me a picture of himself in a Speedo

Hey A-Rod, you gotta feel the sting
You could have come to Boston to wear a World Series ring

We all know you're chokin' on your lunch,
Try a knuckle sandwich and the Varitek punch

Its gonna be a Merry, Merry, Merry Frickin' Christmas
All you New York Yankees fans can kiss this
The tree the gifts the mistletoe kiss
Swing, a miss, Steinbrenner's really pissed
Have a Merry, Merry, Merry Frickin' Christmas

2004 the best Christmas yet
A World Series ring
I was sick of hearing 1918

Its gonna be a Merry, Merry, Merry Frickin' Christmas
All you New York Yankees fans can kiss this
The tree the gifts the mistletoe kiss
Swing, a miss, Steinbrenner's really pissed
Have a Merry, Merry, Merry Frickin' Christmas


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"Merry Merry Merry Frickin' Christmas" as written by Jerry Lane Jason Phelps

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    General CommentI think that it means what the song clearly states
    Kiralycannon June 28, 2010   Link
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    General CommentSchools out, Christmas Break.
    Home for the holidays, to meatloaf and fruitcake
    Off to Grandma's, it's so boring
    Screaming kids and Grandpa's snoring

    My aunt Margaret's lost her mind;
    She's trippin' on a train set, have another box of wine!

    It's gonna be a merry merry merry frickin' Christmas;
    I must be on Santa Claus's shit list!
    The tree, the gifts, the mistletoe kiss,
    Shoot me now, I'm sick of all my relatives!
    Have a merry merry merry merry frickin' Christmas!

    Uncle Richard? He's a weirdo,
    Passing out pictures of himself in a Speedo.
    My cousin Ashlee? Her singing really sucks;
    Blames it on her drummer and acid reflux.

    My brother's wife is really hot.
    She pulled me in the bathroom; I hope we don't get caught!

    It's gonna be a merry merry merry frickin' Christmas;
    I must be on Santa Claus's shit list!
    The tree, the gifts, the mistletoe kiss,
    Shoot me now, I'm sick of all my relatives!
    Have a merry merry merry merry frickin' Christmas!

    We haven't even opened our gifts yet,
    But now it's time to start.
    And so I'll fake a smile because it's going back to Wal-Mart...

    (Sweetie, are you okay in there)
    (ecstatic moan)

    It's gonna be a merry merry merry frickin' Christmas;
    I must be on Santa Claus's shit list!
    The tree, the gifts, the mistletoe kiss,
    Shoot me now, I'm sick of all my relatives!
    Have a merry merry merry merry frickin' Christmas!
    arod1993on November 24, 2009   Link

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