Oh, Blitzen, he's a bit of a klutz

And though we know he means well, he's drivin' Saint Nick nuts

He's fast but lacks coordination

Boom, bap, pow, watch out for Blitzen

He's outta control, and though he's doin' his best, he's making a mess

He zooms like woo

Watch your head now, the walls are comin' down, down, down, down, down, down

Oh, Blitzen, he can get you there

You won't even see him flyin' through the air

And Santa's got a whole lotta homes to get to

His need for speed, well, frankly, it's fair

But his reckless, careless, daring, wearless tendency to plow down all in his path

And it only lets up with an occasional nap

So shh

Tiptoe, don't wanna wake him up

Please tread lightly 'cause I'll tell you why

Oh, it's rare to catch a break or a breather

Wake him up, and you'll get neither (You'll get neither, so I say this with love)

So I say this with love

Don't slip up

Oh, no, look what you've done

There he goes again, Blitzen's on the run, run, run

There's just no slowing him down

Oh, Blitzen, he's a bit of a klutz

And though we know he means well, he's drivin' Saint Nick nuts

He's fast but lacks coordination

Boom, bap, pow, watch out (Watch out)