Little Saint Nick

(albüm: The Secret Of Christmas - 2007)

Ooh...
Merry Christmas, Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year
Ooh...

Way up north where the air gets cold
There's a tale around Christmastime you've all been told
'Bout a real famous cat all dressed up in red
Where he spends the whole year working out in his sled

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

Just a little bobsled we call it little Saint Nick
But she's really a toboggan with a four speed stick
And 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
Little Saint Nick
It's the little Saint Nick
Little Saint Nick

Run, run reindeer, running and running
Run, run reindeer, running and running
Run, run reindeer
Don't miss no one

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

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

He's the little Saint Nick
Little Saint Nick
Yeah, the little Saint Nick
Bom, bom, bom, bom, bom, bom

Ooh, Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year
Ooh, Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year
Ooh, Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year