The Short, The Tall, The Chubby & The Old
Sat in a sofa waiting for the blonde
The music came on & she came in
Missiles slowly aimed for the sky
As she stumbled around, wiggling her nyloned thighs
Men Drunk, Girl high so they don´t have to feel a thing

That´s the way the world goes
That´s the way life is
We all play our part in the show
& it´s three more days to Christmas Eve

The Short punched in at 7 O´clock
Days on the shop-floor sure as hell don´t rock
In fact he´s never been rocked in his life at all
The Tall drowned in a sleazy bar
For one kiss he´d bring down the Polar star
But there ain´t no way that he´s gonna crawl

That´s the way the world goes
That´s the way life is
We all play our part in the show
& it´s two more days to Christmas Eve

The Chubby almost lost it on a road full of snow
It´s itching where it ain´t supposed to & it makes him low
He shakes the notion & steers up to his parents house
The Old put his Granddaughter on his knee
She gives him a hug & for a moment he´s free
But when he meets his sons eyes he turn into a mouse

That´s the way the world goes
That´s the way life is
We all play our part in the show
& it´s one more day to Christmas Eve

The Blonde woke up on the toilet floor
With her High-heels as a pillow, wet & cold
She didn´t die last night neither
& if it don´t kill you well it makes you strong
But she can´t even remember her own favourite song
Abstinence comes sailing like a well known fever

That´s the way the world goes
That´s the way life is
We all play our part in the show
& Today it´s coming you better get up off on your ass
Cause it´s coming now baby Christmas Eve