Santa Clase the Orical of Delphi
the mother of the sixties who had no clue
what her children wanted knew what to do
round up the band the entire clan
head to the mall father kids and all
head straight for santa wait in line
and when it came their turn
their childerens wishes they'd learn
i want a j.i. joe, a lego set. and a b.b gun
and for sally a barbi, a tea set and a easy bake oven
"click" there goes the picture.a memory for mother
her present that she will cherish for all time
but for now she knows and to father she goes
with the list she so carfully wrote down
quick gather these and a few other things
while i keep them busy walking around
shoping all done and it was very fun
now it's time to leave town
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