Christmas In Killarney Songtext
von Reilly

Dear Santa, I can explain
The way I′ve been behaving taking God's name in vain
Every day my older sister steals my bike
Makes me up and shakes me up, I′m surely tongue-lyke
I spit in her hair and I do it again
But Santa, I can explain

Dear Santa, I can explain
Why I painted tiger stripes on the family's Great Dane
He doesn't have no manners or much regard
It takes three hours to clean up after him in the yard
They′re bigger than elves, it′s completely insane
Dear Santa, I can explain

My little brother, he completely hates me
It don't take much for him to irritate me
He makes me do my very worst
He pushed me first
Santa, can′t you see?
I'm hoping that you see


Dear Santa, I can explain
Why I toilet papered every house on Candy Cane Lane
The neighbor kids all beat me up and oh, how they taunt
I′ve been as good as I can be, I know just what I want
Patty, don't wanna build a railway, I wanna own a train
Santa, I can explain

My Sunday school teacher is so boring
You certainly can′t blame me for ignoring
The lines she makes me memorize
Her ruler, it can pulverize
Santa, can't you see?
I'm hoping that you see

Dear Santa, I can explain
I won′t throw any more M-80s down the toilet or drain
I know it cost my mom and dad about four or five grand
But it was really cool when it blew up, you must understand
My parents say I′m good at heart and got awful in the brain
But Santa, I can explain

Just take one step closer, sister, I'll do it again
Now Santa, I can explain
I know you can hear me so give me the fucking train
Santa, I can explain