Video musicale
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Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Dip
Performer
Mark Hunter
Performer
Jarred Katz
Performer
Thomas Eddy
Performer
Jacob Lundgren
Performer
Evan Smith
Performer
Brennan Carter
Performer
Levi Gillis
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Hunter
Songwriter
Jarred Katz
Songwriter
Thomas Eddy
Songwriter
Jacob Lundgren
Songwriter
Evan Smith
Songwriter
Brennan Carter
Songwriter
Levi Gillis
Songwriter
Testi
When Christmas came around this year
It was a different kind of atmosphere
No chestnuts roasting, and no more wine
She just had me on the kitchen grind
Had me sifting flour, 25 pounds an hour
And creaming butter like you wouldn't believe
I need you to tell me, baby, what all this is for
'Cause I don't think I can eat anymore, and she said
Santa's got a sweet tooth (woo, ooh, woo)
And he's coming down the chimney tonight
Santa's got a sweet tooth (woo, ooh, woo)
And I wanna treat the big man right
My baby spent the whole damn night
Baking cookies, cakes, and pies
I wonder why?
Later that night I heard a sound that didn't seem right
I looked down peeking from the top of the stairs
And you can guess who was standing there
It was old Saint Nick sucking on a peppermint stick
His beard was covered in crumbs
But when the treats were gone, Santa moved on
And my baby coming back to bed, she said
Santa's got a sweet tooth (woo, ooh, woo)
And he's coming down the chimney tonight
Santa's got a sweet tooth (woo, ooh, woo)
And I wanna treat the big man right
My baby spent the whole damn night
Baking cookies, cakes, and pies
I wonder why?
I fell back to sleep and had the most terrible dream
My baby was in love with one Christopher Kringle
No wonder she was making all those sweets
I jolted awake and she was gone
All of the sudden I heard sleigh bells on the rooftop
I ran over to the window, and what do you know?
She was flying off with Santa Claus
Yeah, yeah
Santa's got a sweet tooth (woo, ooh, woo)
And he's coming down the chimney tonight
Santa's got a sweet tooth (woo, ooh, woo)
And I wanna treat the big man right
My baby spent the whole damn night
Baking cookies, cakes, and pies
And I wonder why?
Please, baby, don't run off with that jolly, old man
He can't love you the way that I can
He comes around, but once a year
And scoops you up right outta here?
No, baby, it just ain't right
Flying off on me like that in the middle of the night
Please, baby, I can be sleek too
Oh-oh, man, what am I gonna do?
(Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho)
(Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho)
Writer(s): Jarred Katz, Jacob Lundgren, Mark Hunter, Thomas Eddy, Evan Smith, Levi Gillis, Brennan Carter
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