Hey Santa!

Hey Santa

Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa

Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa

Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey SantaWhen are you going to Atlanta?

Can I hitch a ride with you old man?

'Cause my gal lives in DixielandSanta don't bring me any toys

Just bring my baby and a bottle of joy

Maybe just a taste for Uncle Roy

We all know Santa is a good ole boyCould you bring along a bottle of Peppermint Schnapps?

'Cause Randawg here is really tops

I got no time for holiday shops

'Cause I got a band that's really hotSanta don't bring me any toys

Just bring my baby and a bottle of joy

Maybe just a taste for Uncle Roy

We all know Santa is a good ole boyHey Santa

Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa

Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa

Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey SantaWhen are you going to Atlanta?

Can I hitch a ride with you old man?

'Cause my gal lives in DixielandI don't want to leave my comfy cozy

But my baby's lips are hot and rosy

What's my name, now ain't you nosey?

I'd like a little kiss now I supposyHot buttered rum, hot buttered rum

Well, you hear me holler now you'd better come

Seven come eleven, seven come eleven

Baby just died and gone to heavenHot buttered rum, hot buttered rum

Well, you hear me holler now you'd better come

Seven come eleven, seven come eleven

Baby just died and gone to heavenHey Santa

Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa

Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa

Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey SantaWhen are you going to Atlanta?

Can I hitch a ride with you old man?

'Cause my gal lives in DixielandHey Santa

Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa

Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa

Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey SantaWhy don't we swing by Indiana?

Can I hitch a ride with you old man?

'Cause my gal lives in DixielandHey, can I hitch a ride with you old man?

My gal lives in Dixieland

Can I hitch a ride with you old man?

'Cause my gal lives in Dixieland, yeah