Hanson - Little saint nick

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1,2, 3, 4
Ooooh, oooh
Merry Christmas, yeah

Well a-way up north
Where the air get s cold
There s a tale about Christmas
That we ve all be told
And a real famous guy
All dressed up in red
And he spends his whole year
Workin out on the sled

CHORUS:
He s a Little Saint Nick
Ooooh, Little Saint Nick
He s a Little Saint Nick
Ooooh, Little Saint Nick

Just a little bob-sled
We re callin old Saint Nick
And she ll walk a toboggan
With a four-speed stick
She s candy-apple red
With a ski for her wheel
And when Santa gives the gas
Man, watch her peel!

She s a Little Saint Nick
Ooooh, Little Saint Nick
He s a Little Saint Nick
Ooooh, Little Saint Nick

Don t miss no one

Well he s hauling through the snow
With a frightening speed
And a half-a-dozen reindeer
With the Rudy to lead
Well he s gotta wear shades
Cause there s nowhere to fly
Cause he s crusin every path
With a little suprise

(repeat Chorus)

Wah, wah, wah
Merry Christmas, yeah
Christmas comes this time each year
Ooooh, oooh, ooh
Merry Christmas, yeah
Christmas comes this time each year
Ooooh, oooh, ooh
Merry Christmas, yeah

I said
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
Christmas comes this time each year
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas, yeah yeah
Merry Christmas

He s a little Saint Nick
A little Saint Nick
Merry Christmas
He s a little Saint Nick
A little Saint Nick
Merry Christmas
He s a little Saint Nick
A little Saint Nick
Merry Christmas
He s a little Saint Nick
A little Saint Nick
Merry Christmas
He s a little Saint Nick
A little Saint Nick
Merry Christmas
He s a little Saint Nick
A little Saint Nick
Merry Christmas
Yeah
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas

Inne utwory

  • Misery
  • Back to the island
  • Poison ivy
  • I need you lord
  • More than anything
  • Bridges of stone
  • Fire on the mountain
  • Something going round
  • Tearing it down
  • A minute without you
  • Live for me
  • In a little while
  • Lonely again
  • Madeline
  • Dying to be alive
  • Thinking of you
  • Being me
  • Losowe utwory

    Fire

    It s a bit like a trip, but you hit it with a slip of a toongue like a whip, and we re sinking,
    It ain t cool to be cool, though you may think it a laudable tool of self evaluation, of ego cultivation
    And I m rolling my...

    Across your face

    In your eyes we ve always
    Been the bad guys
    Droppin false knowledge
    You re just full of lies
    You ve misled our youth
    Distracting them with fantasy
    But your plan backfired
    Blewout into reality

    I ve taken on losers...

    Make it real

    Well we walk down the road every day
    With a plastic smile, and we wave like we’re in a parade
    And then we pass one another with a nothing of a
    “how do you do”
    Oh, but it’d make me smile if you’d stop for awhile...

    This year

    Oh, ooh, oh, uh
    Ooh, oh yea-yeah, oh, ooh, ah

    You ll be my New Year s Day, my Valentine
    Now I ain t gonna stop until I make you mine
    You ll be my April Fool, my Mardi Gras
    The music on my tongue when I sing fa...

    I got trouble

    Hmm, yeah yeah
    Hmm, mmm..

    I ve got trouble, trouble, trouble
    Always knocking at my door
    Yes I m a whole lot of touble, baby
    Just like a kid in a candy store
    Well, I m nothing but trouble, babe
    Not since the day that I was born
    Well, I...