Santa Claus, go straight to the ghetto Hitch up your reindeer, uh! And go straight to the ghetto Santa Claus, go straight to the ghetto Fill every stocking
Christmas mornin' you woke up To static on the radio Someone must have turned it on Who you didn't know You got up slowly sleepy eyed To tune that station
I still believe in Santa Claus Maybe that?s just because I?m still a child at heart And I still believe in Old St. Nick But then again maybe that?s the
I hope everybody's havin' a merry christmas, I know I am, hey! I feel good, I feel alright, hey! Last night I couldn't believe my eyes, y'all I saw a
Mamacita, donde esta Santa Claus? Donde esta Santa Claus? And the toys that he will leave. Mamacita, oh, where is Santa Claus? I look for him because
'Zat you, Santa Claus? Gifts I'm preparin' For some Christmas sharin' But I pause because Hangin' my stockin' I can hear a knockin' 'Zat you, Santa
I'm gonna Lasso Santa Claus and I know just why because... I'm going to pull,pull on his beard , pull,pull to see if it's real. I'm going to tickle,
He's making a list and checking it twice, Gonna find our who's naughty and nice, Santa Claus is coming to town. You better watch out, you better not
I remember last Christmas Eve Something happened that I couldn't believe I went for a walk as the snow came down And when it stopped I was in a different
Here comes Santa clause Walking right down my street Write him a long, long letter He don't know what's wrong with me Honey please Come on home There
When I was small I believed in Santa Clause Though I knew it was my dad And I would hang up my stocking at Christmas Open my presents and I'd be glad
He's the little boy that Santa Claus forgot And goodness knows he didn't want a lot He sent a note to Santa for some soldiers and a drum It broke his
Oh, oh, yeah, dear Santa, dear Santa Santa please don't forget me tonight I've been acting real good doing all that I should That I should have done everything
Sometime anywhere and from any phone Mistakes were made but there from now on Hi boys and girls This is your old friend Sonic Youth And you know what
Father Christmas, He's got a big bag So full of presents, Now that's a big bag Father Christmas, He's got a reindeer With a red nose He's got a big,
Hey Santa Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa When are you going to Atlanta? Can I hitch
I'm young, mula, Weezy, baby And baby you can never take off And butt naked, is me And so, is she And we are about to face off, so I drop the top on the