Christmas for the Small Apartment Dweller (Bachata Version)

CHRISTMAS FOR THE SMALL APARTMENT DWELLER Words & Music by Ronald Jay Cohen Copyright 2024 by Capgrass Records All rights reserved CHORUS: People wall-to-wall Uhh huu, yeah yeah yeah People big and small. Uhh, yeah yeah yeah People short and tall. Uhh huu, yeah yeah yeah People who can’t move at all. Uhh, yeah yeah yeah Verse 1: Christmas in my little place, I bought too big a tree, Now, there’s barely enough space For my dinette set and me. . Ooooh! Small apartment.... Christmas in my place so small, Should you down on the couch, Watch out for overhanging tree branches That will have you yelling, “Ouch!” (To Chorus) VERSE TWO Almost as soon as that party began... Folks were suddenly jammed, like sardines in a can. One very tall guy had to crouch and not stand, He was afraid someone would flip the switch for the fan. And then there was one tiny gal Who the crowd unintentionally suspended in the air, She complained of feeling faint, But couldn’t find a spot to faint anywhere! (TO CHORUS) Still, most folks enjoyed the ambience... At least until food was served and we had to call an ambulance. It was then that a great human crush took place It happened as everyone surged to feed their face. Asked for comment, all I could say Was “I hope to get a bigger apartment some day.” (TO CHORUS) omittted Now, sit back as I tell you about, The Christmas party I hosted last year, Hundreds of folks came from miles around, to spend Christmas Eve right here.