T'was the night before the night before Christmas...
... and all through the bedroom
No once is sleeping. There's nothing but bedlam.
Mama does her reading Nu Nu is awake
Ba ba's making noises: he's got a headache!
The bed is a wreckage the pillows aslant
the sheet long since gone shall we moan? No we shant
The window is open and luckily so
It's eighty degrees! Man I wish it would snow
I know we are Jewish but I've got this thought
Just one silent night oh! I'd be overwrought
