I just came back from a lovely trip along the milky way I stopped off at the North Pole to spend a holiday I called on dear old Santa Claus to see what I could see He took me to his workshop and told his plans to me.
So, you'd better watch out, you'd better not cry Better not pout, I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town.
He's making a list and checking it twice Going to find out who's naughty or nice Santa Claus is coming to town.
He sees you when you're sleeping He knows when you're awake He knows if you've been bad or good So be good for goodness sake
You'd better watch out, you'd better not cry Better not pout, I'm telling you why Santa Claus is coming to town.
With little tin horns and little toy drums And rooty-toot-toots and rummy-tum-tums Santa Claus is coming to town. Look at that crazy red suit
Curly head dolls and cuddle and coo And elephant guns and kiddy cars too Santa Claus is coming to town. Ride, ride, ride, Red, ride
He sees you when you're sleeping He knows when you're awake He knows if you've been bad or good So be good for goodness sake
You'd better watch out, you'd better not cry Better not pout, I'm telling you why Santa is coming to town Get rid of that frown Santa Claus is coming to town. It's in the bag!