What Would Santa Do The Monkees

"Bah, humbug" is the word that I'm hearing on the street
Everywhere I go, there's a Grinch taking tinsel off a tree
Tell me it's no good
Tell me it's passé
Tell me anything to take my cheer away
Makes me wanna clench my fist and sock 'em in the mouth

What would Santa do?
What would Santa do?
Would he strike back?
Would he keep his cool?
'Cause I need a helping hand
And I just want to understand
What would Santa do?
What would he do?

Come home, see a pair of boots that don't fit my feet
(Don't fit my feet)
Hear a "ho, ho, ho" from my room, and I know what that means
(Know what that means)
I never thought this could be
I thought you loved only me
But there's some red wool clothes under the mistletoe
And now I wanna jump on his sleigh, take off into the sky

What would Santa do?
What would Santa do?
Would he strike back?
Would he keep his cool?
'Cause I need a helping hand
And I just want to understand
What would Santa do?
What would he do?