Lyrics

Hey Santa (Hey!) Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa (Hey!) Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa (Hey!) Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa (Hey!) When are you going to Atlanta? Can I hitch a ride with you, old man? 'Cause my gal lives in Dixieland Santa don't bring me any toys Just bring my baby and a bottle of joy Maybe just a taste for Uncle Roy We all know Santa is a good ole boy Could you bring along a bottle of Peppermint Schnapps? 'Cause Randawg here is really tops I got no time for holiday shops 'Cause I got a band that's really hot Santa don't bring me any toys Just bring my baby and a bottle of joy (That's right) Maybe just a taste for Uncle Roy We all know Santa is a good ole boy Hey Santa (Hey!) Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa (Hey!) Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa (Hey!) Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa (Hey!) When are you going to Atlanta? Can I hitch a ride with you, old man? 'Cause my gal lives in Dixieland I don't want to leave my comfy cozy But my baby's lips are hot and rosy What's my name, now ain't you nosey? I'd like a little kiss now, I suppose-y Hot buttered rum, hot buttered rum When you hear me holler now, you'd better come Seven come eleven, seven come eleven Baby just died and gone to heaven Hot buttered rum, hot buttered rum (Yeah, make that a double) Well, you hear me holler now you'd better come (Come on now) Seven come eleven, seven come eleven (Alright, woo!) Baby just died and gone to heaven Hey Santa (Hey!) Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa (Hey!) Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa (Hey!) Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa (Hey!) When are you going to Atlanta? Can I hitch a ride with you, old man? 'Cause my gal lives in Dixieland Hey Santa (Come on, Santa!) Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa (Let's go!) Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa (Yeah) Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa (Spit it, boys) Why don't we swing by Indiana? Can I hitch a ride with you, old man? 'Cause my gal lives in Dixieland ('Cause I gotta see my baby) Hey, can I hitch a ride with you, old man? My gal lives in Dixieland (One more time, one more time) Can I hitch a ride with you, old man? 'Cause my gal lives in Dixieland, yeah