She is a married woman, and I.. Well I'm simply alone and sad. She's begging me to spend Christmas with them, but I think that'll just make me feel sick. I want to go home now. And then I'll come visit again, when he has gotten sick of her. Oh, who am I kidding? She's perfect, they'll stay togheter until death parts them. I know it.
All I want for christmas is a bottle of Old Raj gin and a cigarette, and that is exactly what I'll get.