Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mark Hoppus
Bass
Tom DeLonge
Guitar
Travis Barker
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Hoppus
Songwriter
Tom DeLonge
Songwriter
Travis Barker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jerry Finn
Producer
Tom Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Femio Hernandez
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Joe Marlett
Assistant Engineer
Joe McGrath
Engineer
Robert Read
Assistant Engineer
Ted Reiger
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
It's Christmas Eve, and I've only wrapped two fuckin' presents
Christmas Eve and I've only wrapped two fuckin' presents
And I hate, hate, hate your guts, I hate, hate, hate your guts
And I'll never talk to you again
Unless your dad will suck me off, I'll never talk to you again
Unless your mom will touch my cock, I'll never talk to you again
Ejaculate into a sock, I'll never talk to you again
I'll never talk to you again
It's Labor Day and my grandpa just ate seven fuckin' hotdogs
Labor Day and my grandpa just ate seven fuckin' hotdogs
And he shit, shit, shit his pants, he's always fuckin' shittin' his pants
And I'll never talk to you again
Unless your dad will suck me off, I'll never talk to you again
Unless your mom will touch my cock, I'll never talk to you again
Ejaculate into a sock, I'll never talk to you again
I'll never talk to you again
Writer(s): Travis L Barker, Tom De Longe, Mark Hoppus
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