Christmas is back again
Presents lying on your bed
Seasons they come and go
Just like our love for the snow
Through chimneys he will fall
He's decking all the halls
He's fat and sometimes tall
He works at every mall
Even after all these years
I believe in Santa clause
People say that he's not real
But I believe in Santa clause
Sleepless the night before
Will I get an N64
Tip toe downstairs we go
Sledding under the Mistletoe
Through chimneys he will fall
He's decking all the halls
He's fat and sometimes tall
He works at every mall
Even after all these years
I believe in Santa clause
People say that he's not real
But I believe in Santa clause