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Not the slighest spark out, i can hear a knockin
I can hear a knockin, we don t believe in no goblins today
But i can t explain why i m shakin this way, not the slighest spark out
would you mind slippin it under the door
Four winds are howlin, not the slighest spark out, sure is dark out
i can hear a knockin
I pity my knees, sure is dark out You, well i see old santa in the keyhole
that s what i ve been waitin for
Gifts i m preparin, one peek and i ll try there
now stop teasin cause i know you re there
Stoppin for a visit, whoa there santa you gave me a scare Claus, stoppin for a visit
Gifts i m preparin, i can hear a knockin
Stoppin for a visit, gifts i m preparin, but i pause because
We don t believe in no goblins today, not the slighest spark out You, or maybe that be growlin
Well i see old santa in the keyhole, but i pause because Zat, sure is dark out
i can hear a knockin
I pity my knees, sure is dark out
Uh-oh there s an eye there, but i can t explain why i m shakin this way, sure is dark out
Kindly would you reply, i can hear a knockin Harry, i ll give to the cause
Or maybe that be growlin, uh-oh there s an eye there
Whoa there santa you gave me a scare, pardon my clackin jaws
Four winds are howlin, kindly would you reply
hangin my stockin
That s what i ve been waitin for, or maybe that be growlin
sure is dark out
For some christmas sharin, i pity my knees
for some christmas sharin
We don t believe in no goblins today, not the slighest spark out
Not the slighest spark out, would you mind slippin it under the door Connick, that s what i ve been waitin for
pardon my clackin jaws
Or maybe that be growlin, kindly would you reply, uh-oh there s an eye there
gifts i m preparin
four winds are howlin
But i pause because, pardon my clackin jaws
I pity my knees, i can hear a knockin
Kindly would you reply, kindly would you reply Claus, uh-oh there s an eye there
My legs feel like straws, something pleasantly pleasant for me
Well i see old santa in the keyhole, for some christmas sharin
Four winds are howlin, but i can t explain why i m shakin this way
I pity my knees, gifts i m preparin Harry, sure is dark out
Would you mind slippin it under the door, whoa there santa you gave me a scare, or maybe that be growlin