Texty

Ooh, merry Christmas, Santa Christmas comes this time each year Ooh-ooh Well, way up North where the air gets cold There's a tale about Christmas that you've all been told And a real famous cat all dressed up in red And he spends the whole year workin' out in his sled It's the little Saint Nick (ooh, little Saint Nick) It's the little Saint Nick (ooh, little Saint Nick) Just a little bobsled, we call it old Saint Nick But she'll walk a toboggan with a four speed stick She's candy apple red with a ski for a wheel And when Santa hits the gas, man, just watch her peel It's the little Saint Nick (ooh, little Saint Nick) It's the little Saint Nick (ooh, little Saint Nick) Run, run reindeer Run, run reindeer, whoa-oh-oh-oh Run, run reindeer Run, run reindeer He don't miss no one I'm hauling through the snow at a frightnin' speed With the half a dozen deer with a Rudy to lead He's gotta wear his goggles 'cause the snow really flies And he's cruisin' every pad with a little surprise It's the little Saint Nick (ooh, little Saint Nick) It's the little Saint Nick (ooh, little Saint Nick) Ah-ah, ooh, merry Christmas, Santa Christmas comes this time each year Ah-ah, ooh, merry Christmas, Santa Christmas comes this time each year Ah-ah, ooh, merry Christmas, Saint Nick Christmas comes this time each year Ah-ah, ooh, merry Christmas, Saint Nick
Writer(s): Brian Wilson, Michael Love Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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