(My version:by Terry Coles)
Twas the night before Navidad and all through the land
Not a creature was stirring except my sweat gland
The stockings were hung on the palm tree with care
As the warm balmy breezes blew through my hair
The monkeys were nestled in trees up way up high
And the jungle was quiet, not a creature did fly
Mama in a bikini with a drink in her hand
And Clyde with a fish pole, a catch would be grand
When out in the water we heard such a clatter
I sprang from my chair to see what was the matter
Away from my chair I flew with a splash
Stepped on a shell and tripped over some trash
The sun on the water sparkled with glow
And the break of the surf looked almost like snow
But what to my wondering eyes did appear
But a boat full of gifts and eight tiny reindeer
I noticed the Captain was chubby and thick
And knew at that moment it must be St. Nick
It tousled and joustled to shore it took aim
As I heard the old fart call out some name
"Jump Dasher and Dancer, swim Prancer and Vixen
Quick Comet, go Cupid, paddle Donner and Blitzen!"
"Jump Dasher and Dancer, swim Prancer and Vixen
Quick Comet, go Cupid, paddle Donner and Blitzen!"
Now swim away, swim away, swim away all
As sand from the beach when the wind blows does fly
High up to the treetops and gets in my eye
The boat came a shore and slammed into a tree
And a coconut bounced off and landed on me
And just at that moment I heard on the reef
Santa looking for something and shouted “good grief”
He pulled out a bottle and chugged down a beer
Said now I can take on those children I fear
Dressed up in a speedo and flip flops to boot
He said this is Panama? Oh what a hoot!
He called for a taxi the size of a bus
And filled it with toys with out much of a fuss
Then tied up the reindeer under a tree
We heard him yell loud as they drove out of sight
Feliz Navidad to All..... Along the Gringo Trail tonight.
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