Ho Ho Ho
Go to sleep
Go to sleep
My little ones
Or Santa
Just won't come
For he knows when you are awake
For He knows when you are asleep
Close your weary eyes now
And I'll go take a little peek
Tap Tap Tap
Upon the roof
It's santa coming
For I hear reindeer's hoofs
Hush Hush now
Don't say a word
Better hurry
And fall fast to sleep
Or he just may leave you a big turd
Let sugar plums
Dance in those pertty little heads
As I made sure
Santa was nice and fead
Cookies and milk
With nothing else
Oh thank you my dear Lord
For this nice little cord
For they are fast to sleep
Now I can go back to bed
And count my own lost sheep
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