| 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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| A real famous cat all dressed up in red
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| And he spends the whole year workin' out on his sled
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| It’s the little Saint Nick
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| Ooooo, little Saint Nick
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| It’s the little Saint Nick
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| Little Saint Nick
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| Just a little bobsled we call it old Saint Nick
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| But she’ll walk a toboggan with a four speed stick
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| She’s candy-apple red with a ski for a wheel
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| And when Santa hits the gas, man, just watch her peel
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| It’s the little Saint Nick
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| Ooooo, little Saint Nick
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| It’s the little Saint Nick
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| Little Saint Nick
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| Run run reindeer
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| Run run reindeer
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| Run run reindeer
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| Run run reindeer
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| He don’t miss no one
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| And haulin' through the snow at a frightenin' speed
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| With a half a dozen deer with Rudy to lead
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| He’s gotta wear his goggles 'cause the snow really flies
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| He’s cruisin' every pad with a little surprise
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| It’s the little Saint Nick
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| Ooooo, little Saint Nick
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| It’s the little Saint Nick
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| Little Saint Nick
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| Oh yeah
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| Merry Christmas Saint Nick
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| Christmas comes this time each year
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| Merry Christmas Saint Nick
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| Christmas comes this time each year
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| Merry Christmas Saint Nick
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| Christmas comes this time each year |