Lyrics:
watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty
believe that woman please.
Don't trust that woman,
Don't trust that woman, boys,
'Cause she'll burn you,
Turn you into little toys.
Don't trust that
watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty
watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty
Hey Magic Joe, you're my plastic robot toy.
Hey Magic Joe, send my letter to my boy.
I put the batteries into Joe's body
And he starts to work,
it make a lot
Whenever she calls
Do what I gotta do
I'm movin' with a tool (yeah)
I paid it out in full, woah
Yeah, oh
New toys (new toys
a very bad boy
You've been telling me
You've been telling me
But God knows I didn't break your toys but
You're blaming me
You're blaming me
I feel thrown
quedaría
Me queda', me quedaría (bendición ma')
Me quedaría
Yo vivo orgulloso de la tierra en que nací
De la cultura, de mi país
'Toy hecho con
haz pecao'
Alza las manos si odias el dinero
Los hipócritas con las manos arriba (yeah)
Por ser figura pública, 'toy expuesto a la critica
De
watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty
Up on the housetop
Reindeer pause
Out jumps good old Santa Claus
Down thru' the chimney
With lots of toys
All for the little ones' Christmas
hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St
watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty
watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty
not a plaything
Not a toy, or a puppet on a string
As I look back on a love so sweet
I cry like a baby
Oh, every road is a lonely street
I cry like
Santa, I don't need a brand new toy,
The ones I have are working fine.
So give my toy to another girl or boy,
I hope you'll get it there on time
Dear
watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty
watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty
worth the prize we pay to win?
Her thoughts keep wandering to his childhood,
When all his hand grenades were merely toys.
And "war" was just a game
You didn't give me any reason
There's no tools and no toys
For any English boys
I'm an English boy
I was brought up right
Hold me down
And I
Up on the housetop
Reindeer pause
Out jumps good old Santa Claus
Down thru' the chimney
With lots of toys
All for the little ones' Christmas
feel you deep inside
But nobody knew, nobody saw
Do you remember the way you cried
I'm your toy, I'm your old boy
But I don't want no one but you
watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty
watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is comin' to town
With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty
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