I slip on my red cape.1
I slide on my stockings.
I lace up my black boots.
Hear the wind as it rattles the window.
I blush on some color,
Blow the kids guilty kisses.
I pick up my basket.
Down in the elevator, I go.
Rain is slanting.2
The cops are smiling.
The bread is baking.
Time goes so slow.
To Grandmother’s house, to Grandmother’s house,
To Grandmother’s house we go.3
To Grandmother’s house, to Grandmother’s house,
To Grandmother’s house we go.
Christmas is coming.
The city is humming
With last-minute shoppers,
As the rain turns to snow and accumulates.
Windshields are wipenings.
We’re weaving through traffic.
Temperatures are falling.
I’m beginning to get desperate.
The walls are waiting.
My heart is racing!
What if I’m too late?
Time goes so slow.
To Grandmother’s house, to Grandmother’s house,
To Grandmother’s house we go.
To Grandmother’s house, to Grandmother’s house,
To Grandmother’s house we go.
Hiya, hiya, hiya, hiya, hiya, hiya, hiya, hiya
Hiya, hiya, hiya, hiya, hiya, hiya, hiya, hiii
The corner of Houston4,5
Salvation Army,
Shiny white package.6
I’ll go home as the woman who can do everything.
The Lords are leaping.7
The Ladies8 dancing7.
The cars are creeping.
Time goes so slow.
To Grandmother’s house, to Grandmother’s house, (hiya, hiya, hiya, hiya)9
To Grandmother’s house we go. (hiya, hiya, hiya, hiya)
To Grandmother’s house, to Grandmother’s house, (hiya, hiya, hiya, hiya)
To Grandmother’s house we go. (hiya, hiya, hiya, hiya)
To Grandmother’s house, to Grandmother’s house, (hiya, hiya, hiya, hiya)
To Grandmother’s house . . .we go. (hiya, hiya, hiya, hiya)
She won’t be disappointed (hiya, hiya, hiya, hiya)
In our little tiny canopies10 (hiya, hiya, hiya, hiya)
I'm gonna bring the kids (hiya)
I’m gonna bring the punch (hiya)
I’m gonna bring the rum (hiya)
I’m gonna do the dance (hiya)
I’m gonna do everything (hiya)
I’m gonna’ screw my husband (hiya)
until he’s wild and red in the ears (hiya)
I’m gonna’ screw Santa too (hiya)
In front of everybody (hiya)
Oh my God!(hiya)
(hiya, hiya, hiya, hiya)
We go...
(hiya, hiya, hiya, hiya)
1. Slip on means 'I put on my cape to wear'. She's getting dressed.2. She is in traffic now, describing the things that she sees as she drives or as she sits at a stop light.3. A red cape, black boots, picking up a basket, and going to Grandma's house allude to the story of Little Red Riding Hood. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Red_Riding_Hood.4. Apparently Houston Street in downtown Manhattan.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Houston_Street. Many thanks to Ww Ww5. She's slowly getting closer to her destination.6. Interpretation note - Though packages are seen with Christmas trees in window displays of shops, she seems to refer to herself as the shiny white package, the pretense of trying to meet everyone's expectations of the perfect woman.7. a. b. This alludes to the song Twelve Days of Christmas, popular in the US. https://lyricstranslate.com/en/Christmas-Carols-Twelve-days-Christmas-ly....8. Possibly "the lane is dancing", a play on words, as she is still in traffic9. Hiya - Appears to be an indigenous chant but also a play on words as the greeting. She has finally arrived and is saying hiya to everyone as she enters her destination.10. Possible typing error or play on words canapés