NilssonWell, it's a little late for Christmas but have one anywayAnd while I'm on the subject, baby, have a happy birthdayHow's your father ? How's your mom ?Don't it make you itch a little when you know they've got the bomb ?Boy, it's been weird out here lately but I guess that's OK too'Cause television is here to save us and tell us what to do.Kojak, Kojak, Kojak, ColumboSell me an old one, sell me some gumboTell me a new one, at least once a nightShow me an old one but don't turn out your love light.You've got nineteen inches, baby, and that's a real good sizeI could lie there on the floor and just look at you all night longI could just twist your knobs right off and fool around with youI don't need no TV guide to tell me what to do.Kojak, Kojak, Kojak, ColumboSell me an old one, sell me some gumboTell me a new one, at least once a nightTell me an old one but save out your love light.Ah, and when I get too old, too old to rock and rollI'll sit in my unrockin' chair, babe, and use my remote control.Kojak, Kojak, Kojak, ColumboSell me an old one, sell me some gumboTell me a new one, at least once a nightShow me an old one but don't turn out your love light.You've got nineteen inches, baby, that's a real good sizeI'd like to poke my eyes inside you, baby, and just look aroundI love your cute little rabbit ears, I love your cable and your boxAnd when I turn out the light at night, baby, I hope that light never stopsYour love light, Kojak.
