Well I'm making out my lista
For ole St. Nick tonighta
But I'm afraid what I want this yeara
Can't be hada

But Santa he's the kinda
When he makes up his minda
Wishes can come truea
And I bet my Christmas stockin'
If my wish don't come knockin'
He's gonna be bluea

So baby come homea
If you don't wanna see Santa Claus crya
He can't see where he's goinga
When it's snowinga
If there tears in his eyesa

And don't you know his ho ho ho will bea
A sad sad sigha
So baby come back to mea
If you don't wanna see Santa Claus crya

And don't you know his ho ho ho will bea
A sad sad sigha
So baby come back to mea
If you don't wanna see Santa Claus crya

So baby come back to mea
If you don't wanna see Santa Claus cry