"Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way oh what fun it is to ride on a one horse open sledge

And you'll see your soul quatered into little pieces and sold for lunch

To little girls walking on the road

A man on the road kept it in his bag

Could I have it back I asked him he said no

Little girl girl walking on the street

Where are you going I asked her

Turning around she smiled at me and walked away"