I'll be groped for Christmas (TSA Edition)

I flew home for Christmas
Braved security
There were lines and warning lines
And one hard choice for me

Christmas eve you'll find me
With a gloved hand between my thighs
I'll be Groped for Christmas
And stripped by prying eyes

Im stuck in line for Christmas
TSA you see
No Santa Claus
Just a fat agent's paws
Wandering all over me