Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Indian Giver , by - Squirrel Nut Zippers. Song from the album Christmas Caravan, in the genre ДжазRelease date: 31.12.1997
Record label: mammoth
Song language: English
Indian Giver |
| Well, I’ve got a friend |
| Who lives across town |
| Every year when Christmas rolls around |
| He gives me my Christmas presents in a paper sack |
| Two hours later he wants it back |
| He’s an Indian Giver! |
| I ran to my momma I was hollerin' and crying |
| She sent me to my poppa and I ain’t lying |
| He gave me some advice |
| It sounded all right |
| But you know that he took it back later that night |
| He’s an Indian Giver! |
| Gonna write Santy Claus a valentine |
| Please Santy Claus won’t you be mine? |
| When you bring around the presents in a 'leven foot sack |
| Please Mr. Santy don’t take 'em back! |
| Don’t be no Indian Giver! |
| Jim: Santa, is it really you? |
| Santa: Why, yes |
| Jim: I’ve been waiting for you all night, and look at all these presents! |
| Are they for me, Santa? |
| Santa: HO HO hooold on a minute now boy. |
| I done check my list twice and you |
| don’t get no presents |
| Jim: What list? |
| Don’t tell me you’re takin' them back! |
| Santa: How 'bout this nice lump of coal? |
| Jim: Don’t tell me you’re an indian giver! |
| Jim: (cries) |
| Santa: HO HO HO |
| Jim: Not Santa |