Christmas with My Mom and Dad

Lyrics

I feel just like I'm dreaming My mum and dad are beaming at me I'm beneath the Christmas tree And the room has got more presents than Hermione has zits And they're all addressed to me You may think I'm spoiled, and frankly, I don't care 'Cause it will take me two more weeks just to open all these gifts But Harry, Harry, Harry … what'd your parents get you for Christmas? I got a flying carpet and a brand new crystal ball For my crystal ball collection room I got another Hand of Glory, 'cause my last one was worn out And a set of Omnioculars to see when you're about But Harry, Harry, Harry … what'd your mummy get you for Christmas? I guess I could go on all day about what you don't have But that's only a part of the point I want to make My mum and dad are with me on Christmas every year And yours are decomposing in their graves Oh, Harry, Harry, Harry … what'd your mummy get you for Christmas?