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God rest ye merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember, Christ, our Saviour
Was born on Christmas day
To save us all from Satan's power
When we were gone astray
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy



C'mon, I had to... It's the Christmas season.

The restroom door said "Gentlemen,"
so I just walked inside.
I took two steps and realized
I'd been taken for a ride.
I heard high voices, turned and found
the place was occupied,
By two nuns, three old ladies and a nurse.
What could be worse?
Than two nuns, three old ladies and a nurse.
The restroom door said "Gentlemen,"
it must have been a gag.
As soon as I walked in there,
I ran into some old hag.
She sprayed me with a can of mace
and hit me with her bag.
I could tell this just wouldn't be my day.
What could I say?
It just wasn't turning out to be my day.
The restroom door said "Gentlemen,"
and I would like to find,
The crummy little creep who had
the nerve to switch the sign.
Cause I've got two black eyes
and one high-heel up my behind.
Now I won't sit with comfort and joy.
Boy, oh boy.
No, I'll never sit with comfort and joy.
 
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