Santa Claus Is Comin’ To Town Barbra Streisand

Ah, okay!
The hills are alive
And it's pretty frightening
The sun goes down
The moon comes out
The people gather 'round and we all begin to shout
Ech... mud!
You better not cry
You better not shout
You better not pout
I'm telling you why
Santa claus is dead
I was sitting on a hill
And I was looking at the sky
And that's when a strange
Looking object caught my eye
I tried to run away
Burt I couldn't even stand
And the great big flying saucer
Came in to land
Then the cabin opened up
And a handsome man got out
And he was so good looking that i
Wanted to shout
He was smiling right at me
I was falling for his charms
And only one thing bothered me

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