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I'm a Believer
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Lyrics
Better watch out, better not cry
I thought there was no such thing as Santa Claus
He was just a silly childhood myth
Then up in the chimney, I hear a funny sound
Could it be a fat man coming down?
And I saw his face, now I'm a believer
Look at all the toys, he left by the tree
Christmas Eve!
Oooooahhhh, Christopher Kringle I'm singing Jingle Bells tonight
Better not pout I'm telling you why
Now my wife wants me put in the loony bin
Just because I told her what I saw
People don't believe me, but I'll give 'em proof
See the reindeer droppings on my roof!
And I saw his face, now I'm a believer
He was big and round, a gleam in his eye
Giant Elf!
Oooooahhhh, brought me a wookiee ate milk and cookies then was gone
He see's when you're are sleeping, he knows when you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good so be good for goodness sake
Santa Claus is coming with his bag full of toys
Santa Claus is coming for the girls and the boys
He's got a reindeer sleigh
And he's on his way
He's the Boogie-Woogie Santa Claus
He's coming today
Well hello, Rudolph
This is Louis, Rudolph
It's so nice to have you drivin' Santa's sleigh
You're lookin' swell, Rudolph
With the red nose, Rudolph
I keep hopin' that you're drivin' and you're comin' to my house
Nobody knows the presents I need
Nobody knows but Santa
If your friend Bob's a snowman and he lives out on your lawn
Then just wait until the summer, 'cause then he will be gone
Good-night Santa, well I've got to sleep
Good-night Santa, I have got to weep
The candy canes are calling and the cookies
so good-night Santa, I miss you
I've been sledding all the day long with my friend named Pete
He's been shooting all the reindeer, they went up his feet
Santa Claus is my friend, 'cause he brings me some toys
And he's coming in December for all the girls and guys
Santa don't think I'm crazy, he still treats me well
He brings my presents to my padded cell
Then I saw his face now I'm a believer
Look at all the toys he left by the tree
Then I saw his face now I'm a believer
Look at all the toys he left by the tree
Then I saw his face now I'm a believer
Look at all the toys he left by the tree
I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe, I believe
Santa Claus is coming to town
Notes/Trivia
Solo by Tim