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Miles Motel Hot Mess Christmas Jingle 2 by Jenny Pradeau

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Miles Motel Hot Mess Christmas Jingle 2 by Jenny Pradeau - Holiday Comedy Pop,Female Vocals music cover art

Miles Motel Hot Mess Christmas Jingle 2

Holiday Comedy Pop,Female Vocals

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šŸŽ¤ Verse 1
We checked in at the motel,
Where crime meets Christmas cheer,
The carpet smelled like something died,
Drew said: ā€œBaby… hold my beer.ā€
The walls were yellow mystery,
The sheets felt kinda damp,
But Jenny winked like: ā€œWe broke, who cares?ā€
And Drew yelled: ā€œYOU’RE STILL A SMOKIN’ CHAMP!ā€
šŸ’‹šŸ”„ Chorus (Unhinged & Jolly)
šŸŽ¶ Jingle smells, Motel bells,
Love like ours don’t need intel!
Cancer fights, jailhouse nights,
Still look hot in busted lights! šŸŽ¶
šŸŽ¶ Jingle broke, Christmas joke,
This romance ain’t soft—it’s woke!
Miles Motel, bless our mess,
Sexy wife in a thrift-store dress! šŸŽ¶
(Jenny flips her hair dramatically, one eyebrow missing but still fine.)
🤣 Verse 2 (Phone Call Christmas Romance)
Jenny fighting cancer like a queen in war,
Still sexy with pajamas bought at Dollar Store.
Drew’s in lockup hyping her like:
ā€œBABY YOU A 10! EVEN WITHOUT YOUR HAIR—AGAIN!ā€
His voice goes static, the phone cuts out,
Jenny says: ā€œThanks… I think?ā€ without doubt.
He shouts through a glitch like a broken ringtone:
ā€œI’M YOUR MAN FOREVER—DON’T LEAVE ME ALONE!ā€
Phone hangs up.
Jenny shrugs:
ā€œGuess that was romantic?ā€
šŸŽšŸ˜‚ Bridge (Call & Response: Lovers Only)
Jenny: Why you sound like you’re underwater?
Drew: THEY’RE MOPPING THE HALLWAY DURING CALL HOURS!
Jenny: You better not flirt with the nurse on med pass!
Drew: GIRL YOU’RE SO HOT YOU COULD MELT THE GLASS!
Jenny: I’m bald, broke, sick… still look good though.
Drew: BABY YOU THE ONLY WOMAN MAKING CHEMO GLOW!
šŸŽ„šŸ¤£ Final Chorus (Ugly, Loud & Romantic)
šŸŽ¶ Jingle cells, prison bells,
Still our love goes off like shells!
Cancer fights, motel lights,
WE MAKE CHRISTMAS EVEN IN FIGHTS! šŸŽ¶
šŸŽ¶ Jingle wild, fate went mild,
God looked down and lowkey smiled…
Bless this mess, we’ll never stop—
Locked-up love and a wife so HOT! šŸŽ¶
šŸ’‹šŸŽ„ End Scene
Jenny kisses the phone screen,
Drew flexes like he’s on a magazine cover in county jail.
Both whisper dramatically:
ā€œMerry Christmas, ya beautiful disaster.ā€