Unknown The Twelve Days Of Christmas
On the first day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
A Japanese transistor radio.
On the second day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
Green polka dot pajamas,
And a Japanese transistor radio.
(It's a Nakashuma.)
On the third day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
A calendar book with the name of my insurance man,
Green polka dot pajamas,
And a Japanese transistor radio.
(It's the Mark IV model. That's the one that's
discontinued.)
On the fourth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
A simulated alligator wallet,
A calendar book with the name of my insurance man,
Green polka dot pajamas,
And a Japanese transistor radio.
(And it comes in a Leatherette case with holes in it.
So you could listen right
through the case.)
On the fifth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
A statue of a lady with a clock where her stomach ought
to be,
A simulated alligator wallet,
A calendar book with the name of my insurance man,
Green polka dot pajamas,
And a Japanese transistor radio.
(And it has a wire with a thing on one end that you
could stick in your ear, an
d a thing on the other end that you can't stick
anywhere because it's bent.)
On the sixth day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me,
A hammered aluminum nutcracker,
And all that other stuff,
And a Japanese transistor radio.
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On the twelfth day of Christmas,
Although it may seem strange;
On the twelfth day of Christmas,
I'm going to exchange:
An automatic vegetable slicer that works when you see
it on television but not w
hen you get it home,
A chromium combination manicure scissors and cigarette
lighter,
A pair of teakwood shower clogs,
An indoor plastic birdbath,
A pink satin pillow that says ''San Diego'' with fringe
all around it,
A hammered aluminum nutcracker,
A statue of a lady with a clock where her stomach ought
to be,
A simulated alligator wallet,
A calendar book with the name of my insurance man,
Green polka dot pajamas,
And a Japanese transistor radio.
