Twas the Night Before Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In the hopes that I Santa, would soon be there
The children were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of sugar plums danced in their heads
Mom in her kerchief and I in my cap
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter
Away to the window I flew with a flash
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
Gave a luster of mid-day to objects below
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer
With a little old driver so lively and quick
Well I knew in a moment, it must be St. Nick
(That's uh... that's me by the way
We're changing the perspective of the song
Cause it's uhh, not the same thing over and
Over again)
You, were gone Christmas Eve
So you're on the Naughty List
You're on the Naughty List
Oh baby you, were gone Christmas Eve
So you're on the Naughty List
You're on the Naughty List
So I took Ms. Claus' word for it at this time
I thought, just having a friend couldn't be no crime
Cause I've got friends, and that's a fact like
Rudolph, Frosty, The Elves and Jack
Forget about that, let's get into the story
'Bout a girl named Mrs. Claus that adored me
So we ate all the cookies drank all the milk
Spending a lot of time so that we could fill
Out our Christmas Quota
To our satisfaction
Delivering presents while the kids are napping
Everything sounded so jolly and nice
I had no idea what she'd do in the night
After this was established my tummy was full
Christmas was over, went back to the pole
I sent her a letter to see how she was doin'
Every time she responded seemed like something was brewin'
I got a letter back with fur along the edge
I said "Who's is that?"
"Oh it's a just a friend"
...
(Ho ho ho ho ho)
You, were gone Christmas Eve
So you're on the Naughty List
You're on the Naughty List
Oh baby you, were gone Christmas Eve
So you're on the Naughty List
You're on the Naughty List
So I came to the North Pole on a surprise visit
To see my girl that was so exquisite
It was Christmas, I knew she was there
At the time I was usually away in Bel Air
I went to the elves to ask where had she gone
They said she had left since the break of dawn
I saw a chocolate trail and was on my way
To see my baby girl, or to find colored eggs
The trail led to the bedroom door
She, wasn't even in my bed this morning
I heard a little noise, and for a moment
I didn't know that I was in for such an event
So I came to the room and opened the door
And oh snap! Guess what I saw
The Easter Bunny sitting with her opening gifts
I was so in shock, I gave up on the kids
Please listen to the message that I send, never talk to a girl
Who has a Rabbit for a friend
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In the hopes that I Santa, would soon be there
The children were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of sugar plums danced in their heads
Mom in her kerchief and I in my cap
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter
Away to the window I flew with a flash
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash
The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
Gave a luster of mid-day to objects below
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer
With a little old driver so lively and quick
Well I knew in a moment, it must be St. Nick
(That's uh... that's me by the way
We're changing the perspective of the song
Cause it's uhh, not the same thing over and
Over again)
You, were gone Christmas Eve
So you're on the Naughty List
You're on the Naughty List
Oh baby you, were gone Christmas Eve
So you're on the Naughty List
You're on the Naughty List
So I took Ms. Claus' word for it at this time
I thought, just having a friend couldn't be no crime
Cause I've got friends, and that's a fact like
Rudolph, Frosty, The Elves and Jack
Forget about that, let's get into the story
'Bout a girl named Mrs. Claus that adored me
So we ate all the cookies drank all the milk
Spending a lot of time so that we could fill
Out our Christmas Quota
To our satisfaction
Delivering presents while the kids are napping
Everything sounded so jolly and nice
I had no idea what she'd do in the night
After this was established my tummy was full
Christmas was over, went back to the pole
I sent her a letter to see how she was doin'
Every time she responded seemed like something was brewin'
I got a letter back with fur along the edge
I said "Who's is that?"
"Oh it's a just a friend"
...
(Ho ho ho ho ho)
You, were gone Christmas Eve
So you're on the Naughty List
You're on the Naughty List
Oh baby you, were gone Christmas Eve
So you're on the Naughty List
You're on the Naughty List
So I came to the North Pole on a surprise visit
To see my girl that was so exquisite
It was Christmas, I knew she was there
At the time I was usually away in Bel Air
I went to the elves to ask where had she gone
They said she had left since the break of dawn
I saw a chocolate trail and was on my way
To see my baby girl, or to find colored eggs
The trail led to the bedroom door
She, wasn't even in my bed this morning
I heard a little noise, and for a moment
I didn't know that I was in for such an event
So I came to the room and opened the door
And oh snap! Guess what I saw
The Easter Bunny sitting with her opening gifts
I was so in shock, I gave up on the kids
Please listen to the message that I send, never talk to a girl
Who has a Rabbit for a friend
Credits
Writer(s): Steven V. Taylor, Clement Clarke Mooe
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