Okay, this song? It was made to annoy you. The origional tune and the girl singing it, I mean. It's funny, but it gets on my nerves. This version? It was made to amuse you. Immagine Ratchet reacting to a few of the lines...fun stuff, ne?
Disclaimer: Ratchet, Angela, lombaxes, and everybody else from that universe belongs to Insomniac. The lyrics belong to whoever wrote 'em in the first place. I make nada.
I want a fuzzy lombax for Christmas!
I don't think Santa Claus will mind, do you?
He won't have to use our dirty chimney flue
Just bring him through the front door,
that's the easy thing to do!
I can see me now on Christmas morning,
creeping down the stairs;
Oh what joy and what surprise
when I open up my eyes
to see a lombax hero standing there!
I want a fuzzy lombax for Christmas!
Only a fuzzy lombax will do!
No smelly Blargs, no blue protopets-s;
I only like fuzzy lombaxes-es-es!
And fuzzy lombaxes like me too!
Qwark says a lombax would eat me up, but then
Their teeth say that lombaxes are vegeterian...
There's lots of room for him in our two-car garage;
I'd feed him there and wash him there and give him his massage!
I can see me now on Christmas morning,
creeping down the stairs;
Oh what joy and what surprise
when I open up my eyes
to see a lombax hero standing there!
I want a fuzzy lombax for Christmas!
Only a fuuzy lombax will do!
No smelly Blargs, or blue protopets-s-s;
I only like fuzzy lombaxes-es-es!
And fuzzy lombaxes like me too!
Ratchet: You want a lombax? Here, have Angela! ::shoves her::
Sandy: No, I want fuzzy RATCHET lombax! ::glomps him::
Ratchet: Can't...breathe...must...get...air...
Angela: Well, since neither of them are gonna wrap this up soon, Sandy wants you to inflate her ego by telling her what a funny filksong writer she is...she also wishes you to know that she hates my hair and will use all flames to get rid of it because it scares her, but I have no clue why I'd tell you that...? ::trips on her way out::