歌詞
He's making his list
He's checking it twice
Mom and Dad know
If you're naughty or nice
He's making his list
He's checking it twice
Mom and Dad know
If you're naughty or nice
We put Christmas on the map
Where's Santa Claus at
We put Christmas on the map
Where's Santa Claus at
Putting Christmas on the map
Where's Santa Claus at
We put Christmas on the map
Tell Santa Claus that
We put Christmas on the map
Where's Santa Claus at
We put Christmas on the map
Where's Santa Claus at
Putting Christmas on the map
Where's Santa Claus at
We put Christmas on the map
Tell Santa Claus that
When Christmas comes around
What a time to be a parent
Gotta buy the gifts
With my debit or my credit
Gotta make it special
So the kids don't forget it
We doing all the work
But Santa gets the credit
There ain't no reindeer
It's just Mom and Dad here
Put the milk and cookies out
Overnight they disappear
It's not just the jolly old man
It's the jolly old Dad
And the jolly old Mom
We gotta a jolly old plan
Picking out a tree
Decorate it with some help
Putting up the stockings
Line 'em up on the shelf
Build a snowman
And I hope it don't melt
Call the North Pole
'cause we need a little elf
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Do a little dance
Build a gingerbread house
For the gingerbread man
This my holiday song
Hope you playing my jam
I'm doing Dad stuff bro
I'm a family man
We put Christmas on the map
Where's Santa Claus at
We put Christmas on the map
Where's Santa Claus at
Putting Christmas on the map
Where's Santa Claus at
We put Christmas on the map
Tell Santa Claus that
We put Christmas on the map
Where's Santa Claus at
We put Christmas on the map
Where's Santa Claus at
Putting Christmas on the map
Where's Santa Claus at
We put Christmas on the map
Tell Santa Claus that
On Dasher, on Dancer
On Prancer, and Vixen
On Comet, on Cupid
On Donner, and Blitzen
But I can't recall the name
Of the most famous
Reindeer of Christmas Eve
But I do believe it
Had a red nose disfiguration
Ha, sorry that was rude of me
Tis the season for slaying
Jump in the back of the sleigh and
Never take a backseat like Prince Harry
When he married to Meghan
That Gingerbread ima bake
Cinnamon spice have a taste
Snowflakes, you can lick my nutmeg
Next stop pulling up to Santa's workshop
Photo with the kids, Santa, reindeer
It's a buck shot
Dads trying to capture the moment
That perfect Kodak
But your kids are terrified of Saint Nick
They claustrophobic
Claustrophobic
Wrapping them up on the eve of the birth
Cannot sleep, Dopamine at its peak
I'm alert
Not a squeak, down a Diphenhydramine
Doesn't work
So I creep downstairs what I see I swear
Was a big red fellow with a thick white beard
Rosy cheeks, eye wear
Singing yuletide carols
And a laugh that it made it
Feel like a Bordello
We put Christmas on the map
Where's Santa Claus at
We put Christmas on the map
Where's Santa Claus at
Putting Christmas on the map
Where's Santa Claus at
We put Christmas on the map
Tell Santa Claus that
We put Christmas on the map
Where's Santa Claus at
We put Christmas on the map
Where's Santa Claus at
Putting Christmas on the map
Where's Santa Claus at
We put Christmas on the map
Tell Santa Claus that
Written by: Blake Serrano, Justin Mace
