Ho Ho Ho and A Bottle of Rhum

[Sancho Panza]

Ho, Ho, Ho, and a Bottle of Rhum Jimmy Buffett, Roger Guth, Pete Mayer & Russ Kunkel

Ho, Ho, Ho, and a Bottle of Rhum

Santa's stressed out as the holiday season draws near

He's been doing the same job now going on two thousand year

He's got pains in his brain and chimney scars cover his buns

He hates to admit it, but Christmas is more work than fun

He needs a vacation from bad decorations and snow

Mr. Claus has a has escape plans, a secret that only he knows

Beaches and palm trees appear night and day in his dreams

A break from his wife, half-frozen in life
The elves and that damn reindeer team

Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rum Santa's run off to the Caribbean

He thinks about boat drinks and fun in the sun

Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rhum

Plastic creations and crass exploitations aren't good

He wants to go back to simple toys made out of wood

Just for the weekend he's like to be Peter Pan

Get out of his long johns and dance with a sword in the sand

(Chorus)
Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rhum
Snata's off to the Caribbean
Marimbas, calimbas, he's playing steel drums
Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rhum

Ho, ho, ho and a bottle of rhum
Santa's off to the Caribbean
A week in the tropics and he'll be alright
Sporting a tan as he rides out of sight

Merry Christmas to all and to all good night

(don't worry, kiddies, Santa will be right back, he just needs a break, and we all need a break)