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He's Santa Claus

Disco Four
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You better not cry, I'ma tell you why 'Cause Santa Claus is coming to town Uh, he's Santa Claus Huh, good God There's a blizzard outside that is three feet deep When you look out the window, can't see the streets The night before Christmas is Christmas Eve All the kids in my block can't even sleep There's a knock at the door, walk across the floor It's Mr. Nickelson, the neighborhood carpenter He said to me he was jolly old Nick The once-a-year Christmas trick I just stand in disbelief, the conversation was brief "I need some transportation, how about your Jeep?" I said, "Come on, stop joking, you're not Santa Claus" He took me outside and with no remorse Showed me a bag six feet high It was red, dark red, so it wasn't a lie "One more question, where are your deer? The flying sled and the bright red gear?" He said, "Unfortunately, son, they're not here" As he spoke, down his face rolled a tear So I came to you because you knew what to do Since Rudolph and his crew had come down with the flu Time is running out as I gave him the key I said, "What would be under the tree for me?" He said, "Wish hard, my boy, and you will see" Hey, I'm Santa, huh Hey, I'm Santa, huh Good God, hit me, huh Hey Waiting hours for my ride, I figured he was far Hoping no damage would come to my car Ding-dong, three in the morning, who could it be? Mr. Nickelson, fog red Jeep All he said was thanks and gave me the key I woke up on Christmas, everything was alright Looked out my window, not a soul in sight Streets are white, I'm all uptight Wishing for my car the whole damn night Everybody in the house got what they wanted I don't believe in Santa Claus is all I chanted Telling me this lie, he went too far As I searched under the tree to find a little car This got me mad from head to sock When on the car in bold letters, it read "Matchbox" I was upset, you can bet anyone will agree I got right on the phone to call Goochi and Tony G I said I felt bad, they said, "For what reason?" Come over for breakfast, talk about the season Walking down the steps, I was shocked to see A red ribbon tied around a white 190E Attached to the Jeep was a greeting card Thanking for the Jeep, it helped do the job Hey, he's Santa Claus Huh, good God Huh, Merry Christmas from the Disco Four Huh Hey, he's Santa Claus Huh, huh, good God Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas from the Disco Four Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas, huh Good God almighty, he's Santa Claus Hey, he's Santa, come on He's Santa Claus, huh, huh We'd like to wish everybody a very, very Merry Christmas from here to the old shore