Santa Claus Songtext
You better watch out, you better not cry,
you better not pout, I´m telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town.

He´s making a list, he´s checking it twist,
he´s gonna find out who is naughty or nice.
Santa Claus is coming to town.

He sees you when you´re sleeping,
and he knows when you´re awake.
He knows if you´ve been bad or good,
so be good for goodness sake.

You better watch out, you better not cry,
you better not pout, I´m telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town.

Little tin horns, little toy drums,
rooty toot toots and rummy tum tums.
Santa Claus is coming to town.

Little toy doll, that cuddle and coo,
elephants, boats and kiddie cars too.
Santa Claus is coming to town.

The kids in girls- and boysland,
will have jubilee.
They gonna build the toyland town
all around the cristmastree.
You better watch out, you better not cry,
you better not pout, I´m telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town.

[Solo]

He sees you when you´re sleeping,
and he knows when you´re awake.
He knows if you´ve been bad or good,
so be good for goodness sake.

You better watch out, you better not cry,
you better not pout, I´m telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town.

You better watch out, you better not cry,
you better not pout, I´m telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming
He´s the big fat man with long white dig,
Santa Claus is coming, Santa Claus is coming, Santa Claus is coming

He is that ugly fad dude in the funky red suite.

Fuck you, shut up