I don't want no Christmas sweater
They really make me itch
Won't wear no novelty t-shirt
Uh oh, no not one stitch

I won't wear no festive neck tie
I ain't some office stiff
I don't want no Santa hat
Rather jump off a cliff

So

I wear my leather jacket at Christmas
Oh a-a-a-ah-o
I wear my leather jacket at Christmas
Oh a-a-a-ah-o

Don't ask me to hang tinsel
Or decorate a tree
Christmas tunes, I've had a skinful
They really ain't for me no
I won't drink no stinking' eggnog
It makes my stomach sick
Cookies and Christmas stockings
I gave them both the flick

So...

I wear my leather jacket at Christmas
Oh a-a-a-ah-o
I wear my leather jacket at Christmas
Oh a-a-a-ah-o
I wear my leather jacket at Christmas
Oh a-a-a-ah-o
I wear my leather jacket at Christmas
Oh a-a-a-ah-o

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