Pistol Annies


Happy Birthday lyrics

I'm tangled all up in this tinsel
I'm tipsy on peppermint schnapps
I'm trying to be so sentimental
It's hard to be something I'm not
It's christmas eve and I'm done.

I'm wiping the dust off the mantel
Stuffing the stockings with junk
My mama showed up with a handle
And her boyfriend of the month
It's christmas eve and she's drunk.

Happy birthday, jesus
Hope that you can't see us
Down here acting a fool
Like it ain't about you
Happy birthday, jesus.

I don't wanna go out in this weather
Looking for last-minute gifts
But my mother-in-law wants a sweater
She'll probably say it don't fit
It's christmas eve and I quit.

Happy birthday, jesus
Hope that you can't see us
Down here acting a fool
Like it ain't about you
Happy birthday, jesus.

Fa la la, fa la la...
Fa la la la la...
Fa la la, fa la la...
Fa la la la la...

Happy birthday, jesus
Hope that you can't see us
Down here acting a fool
Like it ain't about you
Happy birthday, jesus.



 Pistol Annies
in Album
Hell Of A Holiday
Released in 2021

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