Nhạc sĩ: Brian Wilson, Mike Love
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
Ooh, Merry Christmas, and Christmas comes this time each year. Ooh. Well, way up north where the air gets cold, there's a tale about Christmas that you've all been told. And a real famous cat all dressed up in red, and he spends the whole year working on his sled. It's the Little Saint Nick. Little Saint Nick. It's the Little Saint Nick. Little Saint Nick. Just a little box sled, we call it Old Saint Nick. But she'll rock a toboggan till the forest keeps still. She's candy apple red with a ski for a wheel. And with Santa hits the gas, man, just watch her peel. It's the Little Saint Nick. Little Saint Nick. It's the Little Saint Nick. Little Saint Nick. Run, run, reindeer. Run, run, reindeer. Run, run, reindeer. Run, run, reindeer. You don't miss no one. And hollering through the snow at a frightening speed with a half a dozen deer with a rooty elite. He's got to wear his goggles cause the snow really flies. And he goes in every lab with a little surprise. It's the Little Saint Nick. Little Saint Nick. It's the Little Saint Nick. Little Saint Nick. Ooh, Merry Christmas. Christmas comes this time each year. Ooh, Merry Christmas. Christmas comes this time each year. Ooh, Merry Christmas. Christmas comes this time each year.