Yulesvilleedd andquot;kookieandquot; byrnes of andquot;lend me your combandquot; fame-recorded 1959--words and music by warren e barker, terry galanoy, and william a olofsonfrom the rhino cd andquot;the best of cool yuleandquot;andlt;instrumental intro-very brief samplings of andquot;deck the hallsandquot;, andquot;jingle bellsandquot;, and four notes of andquot;77 sunset stripandquot;.spokenand'twas the night before christmas and all through the padnot a hip cat was swinginand' and thatand's nowhere, dadthe stove was hung up in that stocking routinelike maybe the fat man would soon make the scenethe kids had fell by and just made the streeti was ready for snoresville, man was i beatwhen there started a rumble, it came on real franticso i opened the window to figure the panici saw a slick rod that was makinand' fat trackssouped up by eight ponies all wearinand' hat racksand a funny old geezer was flippinand' his lidhe told and'em to make it and, man, like they didthey were outta the chute makinand' time like a batturninand' the quarter in eight seconds flatparked by the smokestack in bunches and clustersthen chubby slid down, cominand' on like gangbustershis threads were from cubesville and i had to chucklein front, not in back, was this ivy league bucklethe mop on his chin hid a button-down collarand with that red nose, dad andlt;chuckleandgt;, he looked like a bawlerlike he was the squarest, the most absolutebut, letand's face it, huh, who cares when he left all that loothe laid the jazz on me and peeled from the gigwailinand' andquot;have a cool yule, manandquot; and later andquot;like, dig?andquot;transcribed by ronald e. hontzronhontz@worldnet.att.net