Midnight, breakfast time, supper, and lunch.
I know who's callin' - it's more than a hunch.
If they were here their toes I'd crunch.
Or maybe give their beaks a punch.
It's Christmas Eve - who has the nerves?
To phone besides those calling birds?
All four the same, they know no bounds
They called my cousin and then his hounds.
They'll call from home; they'll call from town.
They'll call a king; they'll call a clown.
Next year for Christmas please refrain.
From gifts that drive a man insane.