Why is it called a holiday break
With presents to wrap and cookies to bake?
Can't find the feelings of comfort and joy
While reading directions for building a toy
Rushing to malls; slipping and sliding
Been quite a while since I heard a glad tiding
Parties to plan; cards to address
It's quite overwhelming, I have to confess
Tired of all of this life on the run
Please call again when the holiday's done
I'm feeling tired. I'm feeling rough
January just can't come soon enough
Sorry if I seem just a bit snappy
I'm too overloaded on merry and happy
Catalogs stacked up each day in my box
Fighting that shopper for those smart argyle socks
Sweater and slippers for dear old aunt Suz
Whose waiting for a smart phone she knows how to use
A red shirt for Jimmy. A green scarf for Lynn
And I can't remember which lot I'm parked in
Don't know just how much more I can take
I'm at my wit's end and ready to break
Tired of all of this life on the run
Please call again when the holiday's done
I'm feeling tired. I'm feeling rough
January just can't come soon enough
Sorry if I seem just a bit snappy
I'm too overloaded on merry and happy
I've eaten ten pounds of holiday sweets
Gorged a year's share of fruitcake and treats
Stuffed myself silly at buffets and brunch
Drunk too much hard eggnog and spiked party punch
Got up way too early; stayed out too late
Wore myself out; gained too much weight
I only hope I remember this when
Next year comes round and I do it again
Tired of all of this life on the run
Please call again when the holiday's done
I'm feeling tired. I'm feeling rough
January just can't come soon enough
Sorry if I seem just a bit snappy
I'm too overloaded on merry and happy