| Ooh, Merry Christmas, Santa
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| Christmas comes this time each year
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| Ooh, well, way up north where the air gets cold
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| There’s a tale about Christmas that you’ve all been told
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| And a real famous cat all dressed up in red
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| And he spends a whole year working out on his sled
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| It’s a little Saint Nick, it’s a little Saint Nick
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| Just little bobsleigh, we call it old Saint Nick
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| But she sparks the buggy with a full speed stick
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| She’s candy apple red with a ski for a wheel
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| Then Santa gets the gas and just watch her peel, yeah
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| It’s little Saint Nick, it’s little Saint Nick
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| Run, run reindeer, run, run reindeer
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| Run, run reindeer, run, run reindeer
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| Run, run, run, yeah
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| He’s walking through the snow at a frightening speed
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| With the half a dozen deer with Rudy to lead
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| He’s gotta wear his goggle 'cause the snow really flies
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| And he’s cruising every path with a little surprise
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| It’s the little Saint Nick, it’s the little Saint Nick
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| Ooh, Merry Christmas, Saint Nick
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| Ooh, Merry Christmas, Saint Nick
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| Ooh, Merry Christmas, Saint Nick
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| Ooh, Merry Christmas, Saint Nick
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| Ooh, Merry Christmas, Saint Nick
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| Ooh, Merry Christmas, Saint Nick |