Straight No Chaser - Hey Santa! (Album Version) lyrics

Hey Santa Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa When are you going to Atlanta? Can I hitch a ride with you old man? 'Cause my gal lives in Dixieland Santa don't bring me any toys Just bring my baby and a bottle of joy Maybe just a taste for Uncle Roy We all know Santa is a good ole boy Could you bring along a bottle of Peppermint Schnapps? 'Cause Randawg here is really tops I got no time for holiday shops 'Cause I got a band that's really hot Santa don't bring me any toys Just bring my baby and a bottle of joy Maybe just a taste for Uncle Roy We all know Santa is a good ole boy Hey Santa Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa When are you going to Atlanta? Can I hitch a ride with you old man? 'Cause my gal lives in Dixieland I don't want to leave my comfy cozy But my baby's lips are hot and rosy What's my name, now ain't you nosey? I'd like a little kiss now I supposy Hot bu*tered rum, hot bu*tered rum Well, you hear me holler now you'd better come Seven come eleven, seven come eleven Baby just died and gone to heaven Hot bu*tered rum, hot bu*tered rum Well, you hear me holler now you'd better come Seven come eleven, seven come eleven Baby just died and gone to heaven Hey Santa Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa When are you going to Atlanta? Can I hitch a ride with you old man? 'Cause my gal lives in Dixieland Hey Santa Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa Why don't we swing by Indiana? Can I hitch a ride with you old man? 'Cause my gal lives in Dixieland Hey, can I hitch a ride with you old man? My gal lives in Dixieland Can I hitch a ride with you old man? 'Cause my gal lives in Dixieland, yeah