Zat You Santa Claus Songtext
von Buster Poindexter and His Banshees of Blue
Zat You Santa Claus Songtext
Zat you, Santa Claus?
A-gifts I′m preparing for some Christmas sharing
But I pause because
Hanging my stocking, I can hear a knocking
Zat you, Santa Claus?
Sure is dark out, ain't the slightest spark out
′Pon my clackin' jaw
Who's there? Who is it? Are you stopping for a visit?
Zat you, Santa Claus?
Are you bringing a present for me?
Something pleasantly pleasant for me
Then it′s just what I′ve been waiting for
Would you mind slipping it under the door?
Cold winds are howling, or could that be growling?
My legs feel like straws
My-my, oh-me-my, kindly will you reply?
Zat you, Santa Claus?
Yes, hanging my stocking, I can hear a knocking
Zat you, Santa Claus?
I say, who's there? Who is it? Are you stopping for a visit?
Zat you, Santa Claus?
Oh there, Santa, you gave me a scare
Now stop teasing ′cause I know you're there
We don′t believe in no goblins these days
But I can't explain why I′m shaking that way
Bet I can see old Santa in the keyhole
I'll get to the cause
One peek, and I'll try there, oh-oh, there′s an eye there
Zat you, Santa Claus?
A-please, please, a-bend me my knees
Zat you, Santa Claus?
That′s him, alright
A-gifts I′m preparing for some Christmas sharing
But I pause because
Hanging my stocking, I can hear a knocking
Zat you, Santa Claus?
Sure is dark out, ain't the slightest spark out
′Pon my clackin' jaw
Who's there? Who is it? Are you stopping for a visit?
Zat you, Santa Claus?
Are you bringing a present for me?
Something pleasantly pleasant for me
Then it′s just what I′ve been waiting for
Would you mind slipping it under the door?
Cold winds are howling, or could that be growling?
My legs feel like straws
My-my, oh-me-my, kindly will you reply?
Zat you, Santa Claus?
Yes, hanging my stocking, I can hear a knocking
Zat you, Santa Claus?
I say, who's there? Who is it? Are you stopping for a visit?
Zat you, Santa Claus?
Oh there, Santa, you gave me a scare
Now stop teasing ′cause I know you're there
We don′t believe in no goblins these days
But I can't explain why I′m shaking that way
Bet I can see old Santa in the keyhole
I'll get to the cause
One peek, and I'll try there, oh-oh, there′s an eye there
Zat you, Santa Claus?
A-please, please, a-bend me my knees
Zat you, Santa Claus?
That′s him, alright
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