Waffle House Christmas

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Mama burned the turkey and daddy set the tree on fire.  The dog started barkin' the kid's started cryin' 
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like an out of tune Christmas choir.  Sister grabbed the baby, Becky grabbed Bubba, and Bubba grabbed 
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a six pack of beer.  We Headed for the motel, I guess Norman Rockwell won't be paintin' us this year. 


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It's gonna be a good old fashioned Waffle House Christmas.  Twenty seven brand new friends all havin' 
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dinner with us.   Joinin' our hands bowin' our head over grits and eggs and raisin bread.  Hash browns 
B 
covered and smothered somebody please pass the butter.  Suzy don't hit your brother don't sass your 
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mother.  Waffle House Christmas. 


Verse 
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Rachel said she heard reindeer on the restaurant roof.  Billy can't eat yet for starin' at the brunette 
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over in the corner booth.  He want's to meet her somethin' awful won't even touch his waffle.  He want's 
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her attention I know.  He wants to put her in his stockin' go jingle bell rockin' underneath the misletoe. 

 
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Aint nothin' like a good old fashioned Waffle House Christmas.  Twenty seven brand new friends all 
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havin' dinner with us.  Joinin' our hands bowin' our head over grits and eggs and raisin bread. 
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Hash browns covered and smothered will somebody please pass the butter.  Suzy don't hit your brother 
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don't sass your mother.  Waffle House Christmas. 


Verse 
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Mama kinda likes it cause she don't have to do the dishes.  It looks like we might have started a brand 
            B 
new holiday tradition accidently. 

 
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Nothin' like a good old fashioned Waffle House Christmas.  Twenty seven brand new friends all 
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havin' dinner with us.  Joinin' hands bowin' our head's over grits and eggs and raisin bread.  Everybody's 
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in good cheer.  We're makin' it perfectly clear this was a good idea.  See you back next year. 
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Waffle House Christmas. 


Verse 
B 
Everybody knows they never close.  Tweny four seven three sixty five.  Without 'em how would we 
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ever survive?  Thank God for a Waffle House Christmas.