Ugly Sweater Blues

Momma, don't make me wear that old thing again
 Hand-knitted Christmas trees and a silly snowman
 No matter if I refuse
 I got them ugly sweater blues
 Momma, why can't you see I feel like a fool?
 Green elves with snowflakes and scratchy alpaca wool
 Maybe you heard the news
 I got them ugly sweater blues
 Another year
 Another sweater
 And another holiday soirée
 Momma hears the people laughin'
 While the presents are unwrappin'
 And she's not even sorry
 Momma, don't make me wear that old thing again
 Bright red with sleigh bells and a gingerbread man
 Corduroys and pointed shoes
 I've got the ugly sweater blues
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 Drivin' to Atlanta
 For an interview with Santa
 I can hear him say
 "Hey, that kid is back again
 "Dig that ugly cardigan
 Oh, what a shame"
 Momma, don't make me wear that old thing again
 Hand-knitted Christmas trees and a silly snowman
 No matter if I refuse
 I got them ugly sweater blues
 I done paid all my dues
 I'm singin' these ugly sweater blues