Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas eve
You can say there’s no such thing as Santa
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe
She’d been drinkin’ too much egg nog
And we’d begged her not to go
But she’d left her medication
So she stumbled out the door into the snow
When they found her Christmas mornin’
At the scene of the attack
There were hoof prints on her forehead
And incriminating’ Claus marks on her back
