
Santy Claus, Santy Claus
Good lord my dads a ginacolagist and he can't drive no more he got tunnle vision that's funny that ain't very christmasy but that's funny.
Santy
Claus,
Santy
Claus up in the air deliverin all kinds of goodies to kids everywhere
Santy
Claus,
Santy
Claus landin on my house slidin down the chimney quiet as a mouse
Santy
Claus,
Santy
Claus
Sleigh up on lifts,
Rudolp is wearin the rebel flag and his hat says grits and tits
Santy
Claus,
Santy
Claus slidin down the chimney without fear don't do that in
San
Francisco
Santy
Claus there's to many queers
Santy
Claus,
Santy
Claus stirin under the tree is he leavin a toolbak or is he takin a pee
Santy
Claus,
Santy
Claus you fatter than I thought you need to stay away from them cookies I bought
Santy
Claus,
Santy
Claus lightin farts in the kitchen trowin out big flames man it was bitchin
Santy
Claus,
Santy
Claus goin back to the sled he just strangled tickle me
Elmo under the tree and left him for dead
Santy
Claus,
Santy
Claus leavin with them deers careful
Rudolph old
Santy
Claus has had too many beers
Santy
Claus,
Santy
Claus I seen him go by down to the bad shady part of town hell he's just a regular guy
Santy
Claus,
Santy
Claus he's wavin at cars he's done for the night son of a bitch is headed for titty bars
Santy
Claus,
Santy
Claus take of that red suit and put on these
Wrangler jeans and skin lizard boots
Santy
Claus,
Santy
Claus lets stop at K-MART get some colonge damn you smell like deer farts
Santy
Claus,
Santy
Claus lets party all night then lets go to
Denny's shoot well do it up right
Santy
Claus,
Santy
Claus I ate a grnd slam without any trouble then this mournin I was sick pooped a 2 rub and dub
Santy
Claus,
Santy
Claus I heard you say as you left the room
Merry
Christmas
Fart knockers and I hope ya'll have many more
Santy
Claus,
Santy
Claus
Autor(es): DANIEL WHITNEY