Christmas Parodies

 by Katwoman and Audrey

 

 

John Gage, the Paramedic

*Sung to the tune 'Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer'

John Gage the paramedic
Had a very crooked smile
And if you ever saw it,
it would hold you for awhile. . .


Of all the other medics,
None had such a handsome face
They never understood how Johnny
Attracted all the single babes. . .
 

Then one foggy Christmas shift
The Phantom didn't play fair,
A wet joke with a water bomb
Soaked John to his underwear

 

And how the Phantom loved it,
As he shouted out with glee
John Gage the paramedic,
Forever my pigeon you'll be!


 

 

 

 

Let Us Sleep

*Sung to the tune 'Let it Snow'

Oh the weather outside is chilly,
And the day has been quite busy,
So we hope there's no calls tonight,
Let us sleep, let us sleep, let us sleep.
 

 

Oh Santa's big trip's just starting,
An his reindeer will be darting,
But we're glad we're not at the North Pole,
Let us sleep, let us sleep, let us sleep.

 


 

When we finally get a run,
How we hate getting out of our beds,
But when those in need want our help,
We're always ready to go.

 

 

 

Christmas Eve, we pray is quiet,
Not a run all night is desired,
And we hope for once Chet won't snore,
Let us sleep, let us sleep, let us sleep.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Johnny Gage

*Sung to the tune 'Jingle Bells'

 

 

Johnny Gage, Johnny Gage,
Johnny all the way.
Oh what fun it is to gaze at such a gorgeous fa-ace...

Johnny Gage, Johnny Gage,
He's the man for me,
His smooth hands and crooked grin are two things that I need.

Fighting a fierce fire,
Or rappelling down a cliff,
Saving a sick child,
Or performing CPR....

 

Oh, oh, oh...

Caring for lost dogs,
And getting snapped with girdles,
What fun it is to ride with Roy,
At station 51! Oh -
 

Johnny Gage, Johnny Gage,
Johnny all the way.
Oh what fun it is to gaze at such a gorgeous fa-ace...

Johnny Gage, Johnny Gage,
He's the man for me,
His smooth hands and crooked grin are two things that I need.

 

Adopting mother cats,
And pushing a horses .. well, you know. . .
Freeing hands from drains,
He's always on the go....

Oh, oh, oh...

Climbing through tight holes,
In wind, or rain, or shine,
No matter what the rescue is,
That Johnny Gage is fine! Oh...

Johnny Gage, Johnny Gage,
Johnny all the way!
Oh what fun it is to gaze at such a gorgeous fa-ace...

Johnny Gage, Johnny Gage,
He's the man for me,
His smooth hands and crooked grin are two things that I need!

 

 

 

 

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