I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus. Underneath the mistletoe last night. She didn't see me creep. Down the stairs to have a peep;. She thought that I was tucked up. In my bedroom fast asleep. Then,
Come on reindeers. You know your the mastermind. You better run run Rudolph. Santa's gettin' far behind. Run run Rudolph. Santa's gotta make it to town. If Santa makes 'em high tail it. We can