| It’s almost that time of year
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| The man in red’s about to be here
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| You can lean on his belly
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| Whisper wishes in his ear
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| But don’t go pullin' on Santa Claus beard
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| Oh his cheeks and his tummy
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| Are jolly big and chubby
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| His eyes are full of Christmas cheer
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| You can sit upon his knee
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| Say thank you and please
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| But don’t go pullin' on Santa Claus beard
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| You can wrap your arms around his neck
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| Hold his hand maybe sneak a peck
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| Get your picture made
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| Make a face that’s weird
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| But don’t go pullin' on Santa Claus beard
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| Oh his cheeks and his tummy
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| Are jolly big and chubby
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| His eyes are full of Christmas cheer
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| You can sit upon his knee
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| Say thank you and please
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| But don’t go pullin' on Santa Claus beard
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| I guess some folks just gotta see
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| If it’s real as real can be
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| But here’s some simple quick advice
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| Don’t yank that thing with all of your might
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| Old Santa man, he’s seen it all
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| Big and little short and tall
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| And we hold him close and we treat him dear
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| But don’t go pullin' on Santa Claus beard
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| Oh his cheeks and his tummy
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| Are jolly big and chubby
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| His eyes are full of Christmas cheer
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| You can sit upon his knee
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| Say thank you and please
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| But don’t go pullin' on Santa Claus beard
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| But don’t go pullin' on Santa Claus beard |