Istvan Oszkar mitunes songs
Lyric words by Miklos Kozma
Music and performing by Rusty Blake
Youve heard he saved the fat mans rear
One foggy Christmas Eve
He soon resigned and gave his spot
To Donders nephew Steve
Then Rudolph flew to Hollywood
And Rudolph made the scene
He hoofed around with you-know-who
When she was just nineteen
His nose shined red from drinking then
Its sad what hed become
For Rudolph loved the ladies
And Rudolph loved the rum
With paparazzi on his tail
And mischief on his mind
ol Rudolph partied day and night
His spirit unconfined
He flew around at such a pace
That something had to change
Then Rudolph went to rehab
With the DTs and the mange
His nose shined red from drinking then
Its sad what hed become
For Rudolph loved the ladies
And Rudolph loved the rum
Rudolph got the Oscar nod
One year after he found God
But Reverend Rudolph fell from grace
And then last week he lost the race
They held a service in his name
Dasher said were all to blame
A dead deer in a motel room
Blitzens words adorn his tomb
His nose shined red from drinking then
Its sad what hed become
For Rudolph loved the ladies
And Rudolph loved the rum
Music and performing by Rusty Blake
Youve heard he saved the fat mans rear
One foggy Christmas Eve
He soon resigned and gave his spot
To Donders nephew Steve
Then Rudolph flew to Hollywood
And Rudolph made the scene
He hoofed around with you-know-who
When she was just nineteen
His nose shined red from drinking then
Its sad what hed become
For Rudolph loved the ladies
And Rudolph loved the rum
With paparazzi on his tail
And mischief on his mind
ol Rudolph partied day and night
His spirit unconfined
He flew around at such a pace
That something had to change
Then Rudolph went to rehab
With the DTs and the mange
His nose shined red from drinking then
Its sad what hed become
For Rudolph loved the ladies
And Rudolph loved the rum
Rudolph got the Oscar nod
One year after he found God
But Reverend Rudolph fell from grace
And then last week he lost the race
They held a service in his name
Dasher said were all to blame
A dead deer in a motel room
Blitzens words adorn his tomb
His nose shined red from drinking then
Its sad what hed become
For Rudolph loved the ladies
And Rudolph loved the rum
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