Christmas Funk by Thrice A Chuckle Lyrics

[Person 1] Yo, are you tired of eating those little hotdogs with tooth picks?
[Person 2] Mmm hmmm
[Person 1] Are you fed up with tryna guess what kinda dip aunt jane brought with her carrot sticks this year?
[Person 2] Ooo aunt jane
[Person 1] Sounds like what you need is a little Christmas funk

Christmas funk up in this house, all these creatures stirin’ even the mouse
I’m sliding down the chimney, and eatin’ all the pies
Don’t hide the cookies, ‘cause they’re all mine

I’m gunna shuffle over to the tree, some presents for you, some gifts for me
Shimmy, shimmy, shimmy over to the fridge, where the eggnog’s at, is where I is

All right and the chorus goes something like this
Christ-mas funk, all up in this house, Christ-mas funk, all up in this house!

Do the Christmas tree, hands above your head
Point your fingers up, now down instead
Do the Christmas tree, branches way down low
Shake your stump, to the floor

Christmas funk, all up in this house, Christmas funk, all up in this house!

I’m all about the cookies, all about the pies, all presents, they’re all mine (4x)
Christ-mas-funk (4x)
I say Christmas, you say funk, Christmas! ---- Christmas! ---