L.A. Guns — Little Saint Nick

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Christmas comes this time each year
Merry Christmas
Christmas comes this time each year
Merry Christmas
Christmas comes this time each year
Well, way up North where the air gets cold
There’s a tale about Christmas that you’ve all been told
And a real famous cat dressed up in red
And he spends the whole year workin’ on his sled
It’s the little St. Nick
Little St. Nick
It’s the little St. Nick
Little St. Nick
Run, run, reindeer
Run, run, reindeer
Run, run, reindeer
We don’t miss no one

Just a little bobsled and we call it St. Nick
But she’ll walk a toboggan with a four speed stick
She’s candy apple red with a ski for a wheel
And when Santa hits the gas, man, watch her peel
It’s the little St. Nick
Little St. Nick
It’s the little St. Nick
Little St. Nick
Run, run, reindeer
Run, run, reindeer
Run, run, reindeer
It’s the little St. Nick
Little St. Nick
It’s the little St. Nick
Ooh, Merry Christmas time
Ooh, Merry Christmas time
Ooh, Merry Christmas time
Ooh, Merry Christmas time