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• Artiste: Ray Scott
• Titre: Santa's Sack
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Santa ripped his sack wide open Slidin' down the chimney tonight We heard a big ol' commotion Ran down and flipped on the light We stood there in amazement Couldn't believe our eyes Santa ripped his sack wide open Slidin' down the chimney tonight Well, he didn't even get a chance to have his milk and cookies He was layin' spread eagle at the bottom of the Christmas tree I had to turn around and yell, "Hey kids, ya'll stop lookin'!" Cause it was shaping up to be the wrong kind of Christmas memory Santa ripped his sack wide open Slidin' down the chimney tonight We heard a big ol' commotion Ran down and flipped on the light We stood there in amazement Couldn't believe our eyes Santa ripped his sack wide open Slidin' down the chimney tonight Yeah, his chubby old cheeks were so dang red, they were glowing He was struggling tryin' to cover it up, but it was way too late Yeah, my wife screamed when she saw them jewels, he was showin' Weren't the same jewels she'd expected on Christmas day She said, "Oh Lord!" Santa ripped his sack wide open Slidin' down the chimney tonight We heard a big ol' commotion Ran down and flipped on the light We stood there in amazement Couldn't believe our eyes Santa ripped his sack wide open Slidin' down the chimney tonight Oh, Santa ripped his sack wide open Slidin' down the chimney tonight