Letra Nutmeg de Stephen Colbert original
John: Nutmeg, Sweet sweet Nutmeg On the 25th I'm cover you with My nutmeg, Ooh, my sweet brown nutmeg Girl, don't make me beg I want to nog your egg, yes I do Girl, I'm going to rock you like a cradle You lick the nutmeg off my ladle It's pure, it's refined And it's ready to grind It's my nutmeg, you need my nutmeg I'll sprinkle your Christmas cream with my spice supreme Stephen: What about allspice? John: You know it leaves me cold as ice Stephen: Cinnamon? John: Don't even think of putting that stuff in Stephen: Cardamom? John: That won't let me drop my love bomb No cocoa, no cloves, no vanilla, no mace The only residue I want you wiping off your face is my nutmeg Ooh, ooh, ooh, Nutmeg You'll be happy that you ate it, yes you will So grab my seed and grate it net It's my nutmeg it's his nutmeg>, my nutmeg his sweet nutmeg> Na na na na na na na, nutmeg, ooh my nutmeg