歌词
From Coney Island to the Sunset Strip
Somebody's gonna make a happy trip
Tonight, while the moon is bright
He's gonna have a bag of crazy toys
To give to the groanies of the girls and boys
So dig, Santa comes on big
He'll come a callin' when the snow's the most
When all you cats are sleeping warm as toast
And you gonna flip when Old St. Nick
Lays a lick on a peppermint stick
He'll come a flyin' from a higher place
And fill the stocking by the fireplace
So you'll have a yule that's cool
Yeah, from Coney Island to the Sunset Strip
Somebody's gonna make a happy trip
Tonight, while the moon is bright
He's gonna have a bag of crazy toys
To give to the groanies of the girls and boys
So dig, Santa comes on big
Come a callin' when the snow's the most
Cats are sleeping warm as toast
And you gonna flip when the Old St. Nick
Lays a lick on a peppermint stick
He'll come a flyin' from the higher place
Fill the stockings by the fireplace
So you'll have a yule that's cool
Have a yule that's cool
Yeah, cool yule, ha-ha
Written by: Steve Allen
