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You better watch out! |
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You Better not cry! |
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You Better not pout! |
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I'm telling you why, |
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Santa Claus is comin' to town. |
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He's making a list and checking it twice. |
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He's going to find out who's naughty and nice. |
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Santa Claus is Comin' To Town. |
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He sees when you're sleeping. |
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He knows when you're awake. |
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He knows if you've been bad or good. |
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So be good for goodness sake! |
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You better watch out! |
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You Better not cry! |
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You Better not pout! |
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I'm telling you why, |
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Santa Claus is comin' to town. |
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With little tin horns and little toy drums, |
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rootie-toot-toots and rum-a-tum tums. |
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Curly head dolls that toddle and coo, |
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elephants, boats and kiddie cars too. |
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Santa Claus is comin' to town. |
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The kids and girls in boyland will have a jubilee. |
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They're going to build a toyland town, |
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all around the Christmas tree. |
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You better watch out! |
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You Better not cry! |
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You Better not pout! |
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I'm telling you why, |
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Santa Claus is comin' to town. |