My girl Monica

She likes Khannuka.

I want her to light

My Menorah tonight.

And when she lights my candle

It’s something I can’t handle.

When it gets too hot,

Oy vey it hurts a lot.

But my girl Monica

She really likes Khanuka.

Watch out for your fingah

Or the fire will singe yah.

Keep away from the oil

As the doughnuts boil

And sizzle in the grease.

Oy I feel so queasy

From the sour cream so gross

And the sweetish apple sauce.

But my girl Monica

She adores Kannukah.

With all this food on the plate,

I can hardly wait

Til we play with the gelt.

Will the chocolate gelt melt?

All this food in my boykhl,

You should be to me moykhl,

Makes me really bloat

So away I’ll float.

But my girl Monica

She loves Khannuka.

She’s a very sheyne meydel,

Wants to play with my dreydel

Which isn’t very easy

Cause her fingers are so greasy

From eating all my latkes

And that ain’t bupkes.

But its time to go

So she goes out in the snow

And to keep myself svelte

I give her all my gelt.

As she goes down the street

I wish to you and my sweet

To all and to Monica

A very happy Khannukah.