Lyrics Diddly Squat - Tasha Layton

Oh I just got a message from Old Saint Nick
Way up in Christmas Lane
And he says that the toys for good girls and boys
Are being made as planned
There's a truck for little Billy
And a dolly for Molly Dear
But you ain't gettin' diddly squat
'Cause you really messed up this year

Oh the winter fields are white as snow
And the lights are shining bright
And the wee little heads are tucked in bed
Dream of sugar plums this night
You might dream of big red apples
And those candy canes so new
But you ain't gettin' diddly squat
'Cause you really messed up this year

Fa, la, la, la, you're in trouble, fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

When your mother asked you to wash the dishes
Well you said, "No, no, no"
And you would not pick up your socks
So you might find a stocking full of coal
Ho, ho, ho!
Oh you know that Santa's watching you
And he keeps a great big list
And when I tell him the things you do
He really will be, mad
He'll sit you on his knee and then
He'll whisper in your ear
You ain't gettin' diddly squat 'cause you really messed up
Oh you really, you really messed up this year!
You ain't gettin' diddly squat