Cool Yule

From Coney Island to The Sunset Strip, Somebody's gonna make a happy trip Tonight, while the moon is bright. He's gonna have a bag of crazy toys To give the groanies of the boys and girls; So dig, Santa comes on big. He'll come a callin' when the snows the most, When all your cats are sleepin' warm as toast; And you're gonna flip when Old Saint Nick Takes a lick on the peppermint stick. He'll come a flyin' from a higher place And fill the stockings by the fireplace So you'll, have a Yule that's cool. Yeah, from Coney Island to The Sunset Strip, Somebody's gonna make a happy trip Tonight, while the moon is bright. Behind a reindeer with a blinking nose, He's lookin' groovy in his same ol' clothes, He's red, in his suped up sled. He's on a mission and he will not shirk, Down the chimney, yeah, he gets to work; That Mr. C is H-O-T, Santa won't you light my Christmas tree? He'll come a flyin' from a higher place, And fill the stockings by the fireplace So you'll have a Yule that's cool Have a yule that's cool, ya'll!