Santa Claus Is Coming To Town

You better watch out, you better not cry You better not pout, I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town He's making a list, he's checking it twice He's gonna find out who's naughty and nice Santa Claus is coming to town He sees you when you're sleeping He knows when you're awake He knows if you've been bad or good So, be good, for goodness's sake Oh, you better watch out, you better not cry Better not pout, I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town With little tin horns and little toy drums With rooty toot-toots and rummy tum-tums Santa Claus is coming to town With curly head dolls that toddle and coo Elephants, boats, and kiddie cars, too Santa Claus is coming to town He climbs in through your chimney At nighttime, goes the tale And when you really break it down Man, the guy should be in jail So, you better watch out, you better not cry Better not pout, I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town Yes, he's on his way (he's on his way, he's on) He's got poise all over the sleigh (over the sleigh) Santa is coming to town