Santa's Moving to South Pole

It was in the middle of last July,
When Santa jumped out of bed.
He said "I've had enough of this old north pole
I'm heading south instead".
His accountant said it risky,
there a likely hood of failure.
But Santa said needed a pole that closer to Australia.

Say goodbye to the northern blizzards,
And the bitter Arctic cold – HAY!
Hello sun and surf and sand,
Santa's moving to the south pole – HAY!

He's got the suntan oil, Hawaiian shirt.
He's shifted operations.
All winter long he's gonna surf to break the Casey station.
The palm trees and the night life, happy days are here,
He's mails been redirected to the southern hemisphere.

But it's a little far from Amsterdam, and Moscow's many a mile,
But down at the Mawson reef hotel, he's kicking back in stile.
Because when the Christmas rush is really on, come December 24.
Santa loves the south pole best because Australia's right next door.

(Santa's moving to the south pole x2)



Credits
Writer(s): Greg Champion, Colin Keith Robert Buchanan
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