James McAlister - Get Behind Me, Santa! lyrics

I know what you're doing to me, boy You move so fast like a psychopathic color TV With your Christmas bag and your jolly face And the reindeer stomping all over the place Take it easy, what you got to be so absurd? You make it sound like Christmas is a four-letter word Its a fact of life whether you like or not So put your hands together and give it a shot I hope that you take it to heart, boy It's Christmas time, ain't no clowning around And if you think you got something to prove, boy Santa Claus is coming to town I don't care about family and shopping malls Candy canes or the carolers decking the halls I don't care about what you say, Santa Claus You're a bad brother breaking into people's garage Jeez! You got it wrong Because I'm just another regular guy Super powers and a penchant for the Yuletime Is it a crime to give a little once in a while? I travel around the world trying to make people smile I know that you take it too hard, boy It's Christmas time, ain't no clowning around And if you think you got something to prove, boy Santa Claus is coming to town C-H-R-I-S-T-M-A-S Christmastime, Christmastime Christmastime Magic of Christmas Christmas, Christmastime Christmastime Have a good time!