Stinkyboy got run over by a reindeer Riding home from Stosh's Christmas Eve You pagans say you don't believe in Santa But as for me and Loco we believe Oh it was very much distressing, When we found him on the ground There were hoofprints on his forehead And woks and carnage all around. Oh, Stinkyboy got run over by a reindeer Riding home from Stosh's Christmas Eve You pagans say you don't believe in Santa But as for me and Loco we believe Yes, there were hoofprints on his forehead And running up and down his back Yes we were very much astonished When we found deer sperm in his crack. Oh! Stinkyboy got run over by a reindeer Riding homing from Stosh's Christmas Eve You pagans say you don't believe in Santa But as for me and Loco we believe. Yes as for me and Loco we believe.