Father Christmas, Do Not Touch Me

At twelve o'clock on Christmas Eve, she tiptoed up the stairs She stood beneath the mistletoe and combed her silken hair Then Santa Claus slipped down the flue and caught her unawares And this is what she said, Ohhhhhhhh Father Christmas do not touch me, Father Christmas do not touch me Father Christmas do not touch me, as she stood beneath the mistletoe "Oh my name is Father Christmas" he informed her as he met her She said "Good grief, it's seven years since I sent you a letter!" He said "I can't stand little girls, BIGGER ONES ARE BETTER!!" And this is what she said, Ohhhhhhhh Father Christmas do not touch me, Father Christmas do not touch me Father Christmas do not touch me, as she stood beneath the mistletoe Father Christmas do not touch ..., Father Christmas do not touch ... Father Christmas do not touch ..., as she stood beneath the mistletoe Father Christmas do not ..., Father Christmas do not ... Father Christmas do not ..., as she stood beneath the mistletoe Father Christmas do ..., Father Christmas do ... Father Christmas do ..., as she stood beneath the mistletoe Father Christmas ..., Father Christmas ..., Father Christmas...! As she stood beneath the mistletoe Father ..., Father ..., FATHER...!! As she stood beneath the mistletoe Faaa ..., Faaa ..., FAAA ...! As she stood beneath the mistletoe He's a most immoral Santa, he's a most immoral Santa, He's a most immoral Santa, as she stood beneath the mistletoe