Santa's Polka

Oh, it was Christmas Eve

Me and my cousin Steve

Were pulling an all-nighter

Our parents were gone

We thought it would be swift

To catch them with the gifts

And prove that all their stories

Of Santa were wrong





We played my dad's LPs

Of polka melodies

And danced around

until we collapsed on the couch

Then up on the roof

I heard the sound of hooves

And downward through

The chimney came the real living proof





It's Santa's Polka

It's Santa's Polka

Santa don't get cold

When he's dances at the old North Pole-ka

He does a polka

It's Santa's Polka

Santa's got to hop

Because he's got to make

A lot of stops on Christmas Eve





He did a polka hop

Across the room and stopped

In front of Daddy's hi-fi with gifts in his hand

He saw the phonograph

Turned round to us and laughed

Let's see, what have

I got for these young polka fans





He set them in a heap

But Steve was fast asleep

He still thinks Uncle John bought

his new saxophone

I won't be so naive

to ever disbelieve

'Cause I'm playing the accordion

I got that Christmas Eve





It's Santa's Polka

It's Santa's Polka

Santa's jumping

Jiminy up-through-the-chimney polka

It's Santa's Polka

It's Santa's Polka

Santa's got to hop because he's got to

Make a lot of stops on Christmas Eve





Hop-step-step to the left

Hop-step-step to the right

A merry Christmas to you all

And to you all a good night




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