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Oh, you better watch out You better not cry You better not pout I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town He's making a list He's checking it

You'd better watch out, you'd better not cry Better not pout, I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town He's making a list and checking it twice

Oh, you better watch out, you better not cry You better not pout I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town He'll be making a list, checking it

Oh, Christmastime's a-comin' Christmastime's a-comin' Christmastime's a-comin' And I know I'm goin' home Snow flake's a-fallin' My old heart's a-callin

When I think of snow I think of Christmas When I think of you I think of home And I know all these miles that come between us For a while will melt away

Theres a star shining bright tonight,on a house filled with candlelight Theres a story being told that will never grow old Waiting for Christmas to come

Old man winter's coming on The nights are long and the days are gray The fading sound of the robin's song Summer days seem a lifetime away It's the time

I just came back from a trip along the Milky Way I stopped off at the North Pole to spend the holiday I called on old dear Santa Claus to see what I could

Christmas is coming, The geese are getting fat, Please put a penny In the old man's hat. If you haven't got a penny, A ha'penny will do, If you haven