Lyin’ To Myself Songtext
von Louis Armstrong

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 the groanies of the girls and boys
So dig
Santa comes on big

He′ll come a callin' when the snow's the most
And all you cats are sleepin′ warm as toast
And you gonna flip when Old Saint Nick
Takes a lick on the peppermint stick

He′ll come flyin' from a higher place
And fill the stocking by the fire place
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 the groanies of the girls and boys
So dig
Santa comes on big

He′ll come a callin' when the snow's the most
Cats are sleepin′ warm as toast
And you gonna flip when that Old Saint Nick
Takes a lick on the peppermint stick

He′ll come flyin' from a higher place
And fill the stockings by the fire place
So you′ll
Have a yule that's cool

Have a yule that′s cool

Yeah Cool Yule!