Santa Claus is coming to town

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 better watch out, you better not cry, Better not pout, I`m telling you why:

Santa Claus is comin` to town.

His making a list and checking it twice,

Gonna find out who`s naughty and nice, Santa Claus is comin` to town.

Santa Claus is comin` to town.

He sees you when you`re sleeping, He knows when you`re a awake;

He knows if you`ve been bad or good, So be good, for goodness` sake!

Oh, you better watch out, you better not cry, Better not pout, I`m telling you why:

Santa Claus is comin` to town.

Now, Santa is a busy man, He has no time to play.

He`s got millions of stocking To fill on Christmas day;

You`d better write your letter now,

And mail it right away,

Because, he`s getting ready His reideer and his sleigh.

With little tin horns and little toy drums,

Rooty toot-toots and rummy tums, Santa Claus is comin` to town.

And curly head dolls that cuddle and coo,

Elephants, boats, and kiddy cars, too,

Santa Claus is comin` to town.

The kids in girl and boyland, Will have a jubilee;

They`re going to build a Toyland All around the Christmas tree.

So you better watch out, you better not cry, Better not pout, I`m telling you why:

Santa Claus is comin` to town.