Lyrics:
Saint Nick
(Ooh, little Saint Nick)
It's the little Saint Nick
(Ooh, little Saint Nick)
Just a little bobsled we call it old Saint Nick
But she'll
wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
Nick nack paddy wack,
wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
Nick nack paddy wack, give a dog a bone
This old man came rolling home
Nick nack paddy wack,
Mister Santa
Dear old saint nick
Be awful careful
And please don't get sick
Put on your coat
When breezes are blowin'
And when you cross the street
the little Saint Nick (ooh little Saint Nick)
It's the little Saint Nick (ooh little Saint Nick)
Just a little bobsled we call the old Saint Nick
But
Nick
It's the little Saint Nick
Little Saint Nick
Just a little bobsled we call the old Saint Nick
But she'll walk a toboggan with a four speed stick
C89.5 IS SEATTLE'S HOME FOR DANCE
DON'T YOU WORRY ABOUT OLD NICK. HE KNOWS WHAT HE'S DOING. HE KNOWS WHAT HE'S DOING
B-O-T-K-A DISCONNECTED
make the pages of People magazine
But you oughta see them sick kids' faces when he shows up on Christmas Eve
Dressed like old St. Nick
That missin'
, (little Saint Nick)
It's a little Saint Nick, (little Saint Nick)
Just a little bobsled, we call it old Saint Nick
But he sparks the buggy with
, (little Saint Nick)
It's a little Saint Nick, (little Saint Nick)
Just a little bobsled, we call it old Saint Nick
But he sparks the buggy with a full
is right
Jolly old Saint Nicholas lean your ear this way
Tell me if you can
(Jolly, Jolly, Jolly, Jolly old Saint Nick)
I make all the little girls happy
While the boys are out to play
Lookie here
I ain't like the old Saint Nick
He don't come but once a year, ho,
I make all the little girls happy
While the boys are out to play
Lookie here
I ain't like the old Saint Nick
He don't come but once a year, ho,
Another night of old regrets
Old Christmas cards and cigarettes
I can't forget
it's Christmas without you
Another night of memories
Old St. Nick is
Old Saint Nick'll be stoppin' in
To see the lady of the house again
I wonder if he'll ever go and try to kiss Mommy on the cheek again
'Cause
as toast
And you're gonna flip when Old Saint Nick
Takes a lick on the peppermint stick
He'll come a flyin' from a higher place
And fill the stockings by
as toast
And you gonna flip when Old Saint Nick
Takes a lick on the peppernint stick
He'll come a flyin' from a higher place
And fill the stocking by
of the charlatans in my head.
Can I save myself if I walk with God?
Can I make amends?
I'm matching my stride to the raindrops falling.
Tears from God? Or Old Nick
vampiric curse. We turned red each chance that we'd get spending every dime we begged diving for the gracious tamter old nick, we'll never part ways and I
red
And he spends a whole year working out on his sled
It's a little Saint Nick, it's a little Saint Nick
Just little bobsleigh, we call it old
Through the steel
He see things no others will
Not just wealth but heartbreak, too
And I wonder what old Nick will do
Close up shop, Mister Nico
That's
below
So, in my flannel pajamas I went tippy-toe
I could see old Saint Nick from the spot where I stood
So I slid down the banister just as fast as I
below
So, in my flannel pajamas I went tippy-toe
I could see old Saint Nick from the spot where I stood
So I slid down the banister just as fast as I
below
So, in my flannel pajamas I went tippy-toe
I could see old Saint Nick from the spot where I stood
So I slid down the banister just as fast as I
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