Its Christmas And I Hate You

           A       F#m        B         E
Well, it's been so long since we first met
        A            F#m       B         E
And the honeymoon is over, I'd like to forget
    A        F#m     B       E
The night we met you lied to me
    A                  F#m               B           E
You said that you were nineteen when you were twenty-three


[Verse 2]

           A       F#m      B         E
Well, it's cold outside but colder in here
      A              F#m          B                E
Every year I want to leave you, I get the yuletide fear
              A           F#m           B           E
Well, there's snow on the street, and a star on the tree
   A              F#m                B        E        D
We may be happily married but you're killing me, oh


[Pre-Chorus]

D        A          F#m             B
So Merry Christmas, babe, I think I hate you
  E
A little bit more than last year


[Chorus]

A    F#m      B          E
This year, my present to you
    A               F#m              B             E
I'm getting sick of Christmas, I'm already sick of you
A    F#m      B          E
This year, my present to you
            A                F#m              B
I'm leaving you, I'm leaving you, I'm leaving you
         N.C
You hoe, hoe, hoe


[Verse 3]

A                 F#m
Your mother never liked me
       B              E
You've got an Oedipus complex
     A                F#m
Your father's so self-righteous
       B                   E        D
And he thinks he's Malcolm X, oh


[Pre-Chorus]

D        A          F#m             B
So Merry Christmas, babe, I think I hate you
  E
A little bit more than last year


[Chorus]

A    F#m      B          E
This year, my present to you
    A               F#m              B             E
I'm getting sick of Christmas, I'm already sick of you
A    F#m      B          E
This year, my present to you
            A                F#m              B
I'm leaving you, I'm leaving you, I'm leaving you
         N.C
You hoe, hoe, hoe

[Instrumental - Whistling]

A F#m B E x4


[Bridge]

            A
I hate your smile
            G
I hate your folks
           F#
I hate our kids
            F
I hate your clothes
            A
I hate your kiss
            G
I hate your smell
            F#             F
I hate your music taste as well

N.C
"Darling, cool is not music"

           A               G
I hate how middle class we are
            F#               F
I hate your silver executive car
            A
I hate your job
              G
You're such a knob!

N.C
"It's your turn to walk the dog."
N.C
"Where is the dog?"
N.C
"It's your dog"


[Chorus]

A    F#m      B          E
This year, my present to you
    A               F#m              B             E
I'm getting sick of Christmas, I'm already sick of you
A    F#m      B          E
This year, my present to you
            A                F#m              B
I'm leaving you, I'm leaving you, I'm leaving you
         E
You hoe, hoe, hoe


[Ending]

A    F#m      B          E
This year, my present to you (Yes this year)
    A               F#m              B             E
I'm getting sick of Christmas, I'm already sick of you (My present to you)
A    F#m      B          E
This year, my present to you (I'm walking, I'm walking)
            A                F#m              B
I'm leaving you, I'm leaving you, I'm leaving you (Outta here, out that door)
         E
You hoe, hoe, hoe
A    F#m      B          E
This year, my present to you (Oh, ho, yeah, I ain't nobody's hoe, I ain't gon' be your hoe no 
more)
            A                F#m              B        A
I'm leaving you, I'm leaving you, I'm leaving you