I'm still bitter - so I morphed a song

Our hope got run over by referrals

China slowed way down for Christmas eve.

You can say there's no such thing as bad luck,

But as for me and AB, we believe.

I’ve been drinkin' too much egg nog,

The nursery’s turned into a joke.

When folks come over to admire it,

They pay fare and have to pass through a red rope...

Now another Christmas mornin',

will come and go without our dear.

it’s no surprise to all who’re waiting,

that it looks like we’ll all wait another year

Our hope got run over by referrals

China slowed way down for Christmas eve.

You can say there's no such thing as bad luck,

But as for me and AB, we believe.

Now were all so sad and lonely,

And it’s so hard to explain

Why we’re always still a year off

from getting her from China – we complain

It's not Christmas without Keira.

All the family's dressed in black.

And we just can't help but wonder:

Should we open up her gifts or send them back?

Our hope got run over by referrals

China slowed way down for Christmas eve.

You can say there's no such thing as bad luck,

But as for me and AB, we believe.

Now the crib is still so empty

And the toys are growing dust

And her closets full of clothing

And a tricycle that’s growing old with rust

I've warned all my friends and neighbors.

Better watch out for yourselves."

There shouldn’t be so many families

With their paperwork just sitting on the shelves

Our hope got run over by referrals

China slowed way down for Christmas eve.

You can say there's no such thing as bad luck,

But as for me and AB, we believe.