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I wanna meet Santa Claus, the real, real Santa I wanna meet Santa Claus, the real, real Santa I wanna see Santa Claus, the real, real Santa He wants to meet ol' Santa Claus I took my brother to the department store He wanted to show Santa his Christmas list He stood in line and he shook like a leaf He's only five and a half goin' on six He said, "Is that really Santa Claus, really, really Santa Claus? Is that really Santa Claus, really, really Santa? Is that really Santa Claus, really, really Santa?" Hope he thinks that's Santa Claus I picked him up and put him on Santa's lap And then he pulled the pillow out of his shirt He yanked the beard right on off of his chin And in his eyes I could see he was hurt He said, "You're not really Santa Claus, you're really not Santa Claus You're not really Santa Claus, you're really not Santa (he shouldn't have pulled Santa's beard) You're not Santa Claus, you're really not Santa" He's just helpin' Santa Claus He's just helpin' Santa Claus (helpin' Santa) The real, real Santa (the real Santa) He's just helpin' Santa Claus (helpin' Santa) The real, real Santa (the real Santa) He's just helpin' Santa Claus (helpin' Santa) The real, real Santa (the real Santa) He's just helpin' Santa Claus He's just helpin' Santa Claus (Helpin' Santa) The real, real Santa (the real Santa) He's just helpin' Santa Claus The real, real Santa (he shouldn't have pulled Santa's beard) He's just helpin' Santa Claus (helpin' Santa) The real, real Santa (the real Santa)
Writer(s): Brian Wilson, Michael Love Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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