Santa Claus is coming.
Santa Claus is coming.
Even though I've been bad.
Santa Claus is coming.
Santa Claus is coming.
To me he looks like dad.

Here I was pretending to be sleep.
As the gifts are layed out.
After hearing all day long about this jolly elve.

This little magician with the twinkling nose.
Didn't seems to be too inform on the toys,
he's trying to put together.

What gave the scheme away?
He started to kissing my mother.
Who seems more able than him to put things together?

Then , they made a fatal mistake.
Santa stayed.
Which gave the fakeness away.