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

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