Have
yourself a drunken little Christmas,
Let your liver swim right.
From now on,
I'll pass out almost every night.
Have yourself a drunken little Christmas,
Out of sobriety, we'll stay,
From now on,
I'll be drunk whenever I get laid.
Here we are as in olden days,
happy Southern Comfort days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us,
come drink beer with us once more.
Next year, we all will drink together,
Some may even blow chow.
Hang a shining star upon the toilets bough.
So have yourself a drunken little Christmas now.