Eight Nights a Week

Lyrics
[Chorus] Shall I sing you a song about something Something about which I don't know much Because I'm a third A numeral not a word Singing 'bout hanukkah might be faux [Verse] See, Irving Berlin wrote about Christmas And wrote "God Bless America" too Irv had some nerve He could take a swerve Pretty good for a short Russian Jew [Verse] And it all seems to be about oil Makin' eight nights a week from just one Like the fishes and loaves So on Tuesday let shrove know There's not much new under the sun [Verse] Hey, I know hanukkah is the fun one You've got your dreidls, your latkes, and your song Unlike Yom Kipper When you zip up your zipper In atonement for all you've done wrong [harmonica solo] Atone awhile! Zip that thing, boy! Fresh hot latkes yum, yum, yum In my lobby they light the menorah But folks still got to move their parked cars Surely God intended Restrictions suspended Last[?] manmade rules are from Mars [Verse] Christmas morning kids open their presents Loot piled up under a lit tree But Jewish kids can't peak For their eight nights a week That seems less fraught and more fun to me [Chorus] Hey, shall I sing you a song about something Something about which I don't know Because I'm a third A numeral not a word Singing about Hanukkah might be faux Hanukkah might just be a no-go
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Credits
- Writers
- Loudon Wainwright III