How many chimneys is that fat little man goin' down
Every chimney on every house in every town
Before he gets through this long dark night
Oh, this lonesome long dark night
Flying under the light of a moon as big & fat as
The dreams of every child in the world
From Caracas to Kaliningrad to Nashville and beyond
Yeah, the dreams of every child in the world
Filled with hopes the fat little man will visit them tonight
His reindeer strain under the weight of his sleigh
Filled with toys for every good girl and boy
They streak across the sky like tongues of lightning
They fly on the power of faith, without the benefit of wings
As long as the good people continue to believe
He'll continue loading up that sleigh every Christmas eve
And drive those reindeer through the long, dark night
Drive that sleigh through the beautiful long, dark night
With a sack filled with toys built by slack-jawed elves
Who slave away in toy shops though they wear no chains
Their reward is the knowledge they play a key role
In bringing happiness to the world for at least one day
His reindeer strain under the weight of his sleigh
Filled with toys for every good girl and boy
They streak across the sky like tongues of lightning
They fly on the power of faith, without the benefit of wings
Bringing happiness to the world for at least one day
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