Letras
I'm your private Santa Claus
Anything you want is yours
On Christmas Eve you'll find me
Climbing down your chimney
With love and kisses in my pack
And baby, I ain't climbing back
'Cause I'm your private Old Saint Nick
A pillow in the right place does the trick
When I arrive on Christmas night
In my red suit I'll look a sight
But 'neath that beard it's me all right
'Cause baby, I'm your private Santa Claus
I'm your private Santa Claus
Anything you want is yours
On Christmas Eve you'll find me
Climbing down your chimney
With love and kisses in my pack
And baby, I ain't climbing back
'Cause I'm your private Old Saint Nick
A pillow in the right place does the trick
I'll bring you lots of gifts although
The one that you like best I know
Will be the sprig of mistletoe
For you and for your private Santa Claus