 
Christmas dreams
And drunken alibies to you
I can't believe
I danced with naked with the turkey
I got stuffing everywhere
I didn't mean to throw up in the children's hair
And I'm sorry I shot your dog
But at the time my mind was in a fog
I went and poured the punch
Then I had a cup of rosy wine
Guess I had a drop to much
'Cause when I woke up I was dizzy and blind
Wish I hadn't burned your house to the ground
But the Christmas season always gets me down
So darlin' if you're free in the new year
Maybe we could go out for a beer
Christmas dreams
And drunken alibies to you.
| 1 | Pants | 
| 2 | Hot Squat Homber | 
| 3 | Dolphin Boy | 
| 4 | Suzanne | 
| 5 | Basketball Ass | 
| 6 | Doubt | 
| 7 | The Church | 
| 8 | Curly's Pants | 
| 9 | Love Affair | 
| 10 | Eskimo |