The Anticipation Is Killing Me

We spent the whole afternoon driving Heading West on 84 The car is packed with shiny boxes We could barely shut the door In the dim gray light we're moving With Mr. Chuck Berry in our ears He's singing out to Rudolf now Out of all the reindeer You know you're the master mind Run, run Rudolf Santa's got to make it in time We pull up just in time for dinner The smell of chowder in the air Soon the kids will all be sleeping, or not Soon they'll tip toe down the stairs To spy the row of stockings full of treasures To see if there's a reason to believe To turn over the labels and Keep a close tally of every present under the tree. Wait a minute Gracie, this giant one's really for me Are you ready? Yeah were ready Are you ready? Yeah were ready Are you ready? Yeah were ready December 25th is here The greatest day of the year