Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Santa's Got a Sweet Tooth, artist - The Dip.
Date of issue: 28.11.2018
Song language: English
Santa's Got a Sweet Tooth |
When Christmas came around this year |
It was a different kind of atmosphere |
No chestnuts roasting and no more wine |
She just had me on the kitchen grind |
Had me sifting flour twenty- five pounds an hour |
And creaming butter like you wouldn’t believe |
I need you to tell me baby what all this is for |
Cause I don’t think I can eat anymore and she said |
Santa’s got a sweet tooth (Woo ooh woo) |
And he’s coming down the chimney tonight |
Santa’s got a sweet tooth (Woo ooh woo) |
And I wanna treat the big man right |
My baby spent the whole damn night |
Making cookies, cakes, and pies |
I wonder why |
Later that night I heard a sound that didn’t seem right |
I looked down peeking from the top of the stairs |
And you can guess who was standing there |
It was old Saint Nick sucking on a peppermint stick |
His beard was covered in crumbs |
But when the treats were gone Santa moved on |
And my baby coming back to bed she said |
Santa’s got a sweet tooth (Woo ooh woo) |
And he’s coming down the chimney tonight |
Santa’s got a sweet tooth (Woo ooh woo) |
And I wanna treat the big man right |
My baby spent the whole damn night |
Making cookies, cakes, and pies |
I wonder why |
I fell back to sleep and had the most terrible dream |
My baby was in love with one Christopher Kringle |
No wonder she was making all those sweets |
I jolted awake and she was gone |
All of the sudden I heard sleigh bells on the rooftop |
I ran over to the window and what do you know |
She was flying off with Santa Claus |
Yeah yeah Santa’s got a sweet tooth (Woo ooh woo) |
And he’s coming down the chimney tonight |
Santa’s got a sweet tooth (Woo ooh woo) |
And I wanna treat the big man right |
My baby spent the whole damn night |
Making cookies, cakes, and pies |
And I wonder why |
Please baby don’t run off with that jolly old man |
He can’t love you the way that I can |
He comes around but once a year |
And scoops you up right outta here |
No baby it just ain’t right |
Flying off on me like that in the middle of the night |
Please baby I can be sleek too |
Oh man what am i gonna do |
(Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho) |
(Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho) |