Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say. On a bright Hawaiian Christmas day. That's the island greeting that we send to you. From the land where palm trees sway Here we know that Christmas will be
the run Oh, lay that pistol down, babe. Lay that pistol down. Pistol packin' mama. Lay that pistol down Oh, I'll sing you every night Bing. And I'll woo you every day. I'll be your regular mama
Up here in the land of the hot dog stand. The atom bomb and the Good Humor Man. We think our South American neighbors are grand. We love 'em to beat the band South America, babaloo, babaloo
Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above. Don't fence me in. Let me ride through the wide open country that I love. Don't fence me in Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze. And
' to town. And curly head dolls that toddle and coo. Elephants, boats, and kiddie cars too. Santa Claus is comin' to town The kids in girls and Boyland will have a jubilee. They're gonna build a
