Grandma got run over by a reindeer

Walking home from our house Christmas Eve

You can say there's no such thing as Santa

But as for me and Grandpa, we believe



She'd been drinking too much eggnog

And we begged her not to go (please don't go)

But she forgot her medication

And she staggered out the door into the snow



When we found her Christmas morning

At the scene of the attack

She had hoof-prints on her forehead

And incriminating Claus marks on her back



Now we're all so proud of Grandpa, he's been taking this so well

See him in there watching football,

drinking beer and playing cards with Cousin Mel

It's not Christmas without Grandma, all the family's dressed in black

And we just can't figure out:

Should we open up her gifts, or send them back? (Send them back!!)



Grandma got run over by a reindeer

Coming home from our house Christmas Eve

You can say there's no such thing as Santa

But as for me and Grandpa, we believe

As for me and Grandpa, we believe

As for me and Grandpa, we believe, oh yeah, oh yeah