The Twelve Days of Christmas Lyrics

Frank Sinatra

On the first day of Christmas Please, Santa, give to me A jet-powered rocket ski
On the second day of Christmas Please, Santa, give to me Two busted brothers And a jet-powered rocket ski
On the third day of Christmas Please, Santa, give to me A sash full of patches Two busted brothers And a jet-powered rocket ski
On the fourth day of Christmas Please, Santa, give to me A silver guitar
A sash full of patches Two busted brothers And a jet-powered rocket ski
On the fifth day of Christmas Please, Santa, give to me The entire Tri-State Area
A silver guitar A sash full of patches Two busted brothers And a jet-powered rocket ski
On the sixth day of Christmas Please, Santa, give to me A kiss from a girl The entire Tri-State Area
Or at least a large portion of it I don't, I don't want to get too greedy
A silver guitar A sash full of patches Two busted brothers And a jet-powered rocket ski
On the seventh day of Christmas Please, Santa, give to me More nerds to bully A kiss from a girl The entire Tri-State
You know what? How about just two of the three states? That's fair, right? Deal?
A silver guitar A sash full of patches Two busted brothers And a jet-powered rocket ski
On the eighth day of Christmas Please, Santa, give to me Promotion to colonel More nerds to bully A kiss from a girl One single state
I feel like I was overreaching before Just, just one state area will be fine Go on with the song
A silver guitar A sash full of patches Two busted brothers And a jet-powered rocket ski
On the ninth day of Christmas Please, Santa, give to me Promotion to colonel More nerds to bully A kiss from a girl Five golden rings
You know, I had to sing it that way at least once It's tradition and I'm traditional
A silver guitar A sash full of patches Two busted brothers And a jet-powered rocket ski
On the tenth day of Christmas Please, Santa, give to me A job that pays me money Promotion to Colonel More nerds to bully A kiss from a girl
Yeah, actually, promotion to Colonel sounds pretty sweet Is it, is it too late to change mine?
A silver guitar A sash full of patches Two busted brothers And a jet-powered rocket ski
On the eleventh day of Christmas Please, Santa, give to me My own set of wheels A job that pays me money
Promotion to Colonel More nerds to bully A kiss from a girl
You know, this is way too much pressure Being put on the spot for one thing that I want from this Mythic all-powerful gift giver who only comes once a year It's insane
A silver guitar A sash full of patches Two busted brothers And a jet-powered rocket ski
On the twelfth day of Christmas Please, Santa, give to me One line of dialogue My own set of wheels
A job that pays me money Promotion to Colonel More nerds to bully A kiss from a girl
How about just some almond brittle? It's a realistic request, right?
A silver guitar A sash full of patches
Ah, forget it
And a jet-powered rocket ski Inator

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