(I just got back from a lovely trip along the Milky Way I stopped off at the North Pole to spend a holiday. I called on dear old Santa Claus to see what I could see He took me in his workshop And told his plans to me, so...)
You better watch out! Better not cry! Better not pout! I'm telling you why, Santa Claus is comin' to town.
He's making a list and checking it twice. He's going to find out who's naughty and nice. Santa Claus Is Comin' To Town.
He sees when you're sleeping. 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! Better not cry! Better not pout! I'm telling you why, Santa Claus is comin' to town.
With little tin horns and little toy drums, rootie-toot-toots and rum-a-tum tums. Santa Claus Is Comin' To Town.
Curly head dolls that toddle and coo, elephants, boats and kiddie cars too. Santa Claus is comin' to town.
The kids and girls in boyland will have a jubilee. They're going to build a toyland town, all around the Christmas tree.
You better watch out! Better not cry! Better not pout! I'm telling you why, Santa Claus is comin' to town.
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