Little St. Nick

(álbum: Anthology - 1998)

Well, way up north where the air gets cold
There's a tale about Christmas that you've all been told
A real famous cat all dressed up in red
And he spends the whole year working out on his sled

It's the little Saint Nick
Ooooo, little Saint Nick
It's the little Saint Nick
Little Saint Nick

Just a little bobsled we call it old Saint Nick
But she'll walk a toboggan with a four speed stick
She's candy-apple red with a ski for a wheel
And when Santa hits the gas, man, just watch her peel

It's the little Saint Nick
Ooooo, little Saint Nick
It's the little Saint Nick
Little Saint Nick

Run run reindeer
Run run reindeer
Run run reindeer
Run run reindeer

He don't miss no one

And hauling through the snow at a frightening speed
With a half a dozen deer with Rudy to lead
He's gotta wear his goggles 'cause the snow really flies
He's cruising every pad with a little surprise

It's the little Saint Nick
Ooooo, little Saint Nick
It's the little Saint Nick
Little Saint Nick

Oh yeah
Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year

Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year

Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year