Here comes Santa
He’s hanging, yeah, he’s hanging ten
Here comes Santa
He’s my, he’s my jolly ol’ friend
Well, got my Stingray and got my chick
We be lookin’ for that ol’ Saint Nick
Cruisin,’ now, thro the hamburger stand
Headin’ to plant our tree in the sand
Here comes Santa
With a big bag full of toys
Here comes Santa
For the good lil’ girls and boys
Mistletoe, candy canes, and lots of snow
Well, no snow, you know, but the sand does blow
It’s Christmas for you and me at the beach!
It’s Christmas, here comes Santa at the beach!
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