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New Year's Eve With Mother C

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By Mother CombsPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
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On the last night of every December

Before putting away the Christmas tree

You're invited to the soiree of the year

So come and join the fun, there’s no door fee

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Bring your appetites, you’ll be wined and dined

There’ll be enough, and no worries, it’s all free

Everyone’s favorites will be served

The hooch in the bar will be top-quality

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There’s plenty of room, hardly any will be turned away

At the party in the house that belongs to MC

The festivities will be both inside and outside.

All at the house far from the salty sea

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The doors will have to be open, cause it’s hot inside

Some folks will be buzzing around like a drunken little bee

The DJ will be on fire, the music will be thumping

We’ll get out on the dance floor to boogey, you and me

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We don’t have to fret, the neighbors will leave us alone

They’ll smoke some loco weed and everything will be hazy

So the party can go on into the early hours of the new year

So come as you are, you won’t have any pretending to be

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We’ll celebrate while we wait for midnight

On the count! One… Two… Three…

At the stroke of midnight, we’ll cheer the New Year in

We will wish the old year well, as we sing a melody

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We’ll have a grand old time

While drinking Tennessee tea

And dancing the night away

Spending New Year’s Eve With Mother C

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Mother Combs

Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.

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    Written by Mother Combs