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[Chorus]
  E
Chris White got his ass beat by a rando.
                                      A
Walking stoned from my house Chrismas Eve.
                                  E
You can say that he kind of earned it,
     B                             E     D A E
cause he didn't even  bring the weed. 

[Verse]       
                B
He had drank 4 cups of eggnog,
                              E
which were mostly filled with Schnapps. 
           E                  A
He told me "it's time to head out", 
         B                                    E
Then he left and mumbled something bout the cops.  
C#m                       G#m  
Then I heard the sound of screaming,
B7                                   E
"Oh no!" I screamed that sounds like Chris.
E                    A
There he lay upon my driveway,
     B                                         E
his face was bruised from someone's cold hard fist. 

[Chorus]
 E                
Chris White got a black eye from a stranger.
                              A
Walking up my driveway on the Eve.
                                         E
My family thinks that he might have faked it,
   B                               E      D A E
but I know Chris is not as dumb as me. 

[Verse]
                        B
Oh we're all so proud of Chris though, 
                      E
he didn't even shed a tear. 
          E                  A
They took his wallet and his sneakers, 
       B                              E
and the pounds he got in England last year.
C#m                         G#m
"It's not Christmas without sneakers," 
B7                     E             
Chris said to me in my bedroom. 
E                          A
I told him "here put on my slippers,"
        B                          E 
then my Mom walked in wearing a new perfume. 

[Chorus]
E
Chris White smelled my Mom while wearing slippers, 
                                 A
Standing in my bedroom late that night.
                                       E
He said that she smelled something like daisies,
   B                        A                  E        D A E
But I think she smelled like a flower that is white. 

[Verse]
                            B
Now Chris is sitting at the table, 
                            E
he's got more eggnog in his hand. 
       E7                A
Oh dear god I think he's blacked out, 
     B                       E
he's helping my grandma do a handstand. 
C#m                            G#m
I've told my few friends and my neighbors, 
B7                       E
not to walk stoned while alone. 
E                       A
Well not really no one answered, 
       B                                       E
When I called their homes no one picked up the phone. 

[Chorus]
E
Chris that bastard threw my Grandma's back out,
                                          A
she fell while doing handstands Christmas Eve.
                                    E
He says it was her idea in the first place, 
    B                                               E     C#
and that the handstand while it lasted had some steeze. 
F#
Chris was the life of our Christmas party,
                                       B
He showed up early and was the last to leave.
                         F#       
He even brought everybody presents, 
     C#                B                 F#
That must be why it's called CHRIS-mas Eve.
"Can someone get me a bandaid?" -Chris
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