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I've manned the Christmas Kettle Every year for twenty seasons I don't tell people why I do it, But, you know I have my reasons It's makes me feel so special Doing something that's just right I man it from round 5 till 12 And almost every night It gets cold out there ringing My bell, for all to hear I do it for my charity One I hold so dear Each year I've been out hustling Getting more each year than last I don't know how long I'll keep it up The time's gone by so fast I don't do lights at home at all I do not have a tree But I'm out there with my kettle Ringing loud where folks can see This year it was amazing I brought in much more than before I changed where I was ringing I was not out by a store The folks at where I donate couldn't believe how much I got In fact they got rid of my kettle And gave me a large *** It's the most they've ever had brought in By any volunteer I know it will be hard to beat But, I'll try again next year I'll tell you how I did it I didn't use a gun or knives I just rang my bell outside a strip bar And told the men I'd tell their wives Seems to work a treat for  me I keep their secret and don't tell And they pay me off in fifties I just stand and ring my bell.
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Dec 18, 2012
Dec 18, 2012 at 4:30 PM UTC
The Christmas Kettle
I've manned the Christmas Kettle Every year for twenty seasons I don't tell people why I do it, But, you know I have my reasons It's makes me feel so special Doing something that's just right I man it from round 5 till 12 And almost every night It gets cold out there ringing My bell, for all to hear I do it for my charity One I hold so dear Each year I've been out hustling Getting more each year than last I don't know how long I'll keep it up The time's gone by so fast I don't do lights at home at all I do not have a tree But I'm out there with my kettle Ringing loud where folks can see This year it was amazing I brought in much more than before I changed where I was ringing I was not out by a store The folks at where I donate couldn't believe how much I got In fact they got rid of my kettle And gave me a large *** It's the most they've ever had brought in By any volunteer I know it will be hard to beat But, I'll try again next year I'll tell you how I did it I didn't use a gun or knives I just rang my bell outside a strip bar And told the men I'd tell their wives Seems to work a treat for  me I keep their secret and don't tell And they pay me off in fifties I just stand and ring my bell.
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Dec 18, 2012
Dec 18, 2012 at 4:30 PM UTC
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