(Spoken)Every year Santa Claus has to go on a promotional tour to help the toy companies sell their toys. And he has to hit every shopping mall and department store in the country. And after being on the road for a few weeks, he gets kinda lonely. So one night in a motel room, he wrote a letter home to Mrs. Santa Claus. And this is how it went.
Well, I bet I've seen every Salvation Army tree
And every department store from sea to shining sea
I must have turned the lights on on a million Christmas trees
And held every boy and girl in the world on my knee
If I wasn't so busy I'd take you to lunch
It sure does get lonely being everywhere at once
Your hair is so curly and your skin is so soft
I'm gonna drop off these toys
And take the next six months
Well, I love the laughin' children and their eyes so bright and gay
They shine and sparkle like the stars across the Milky Way
But sometimes I get lonesome and I wish that you were here
I can't wait to get back home I can use some Christmas cheer
If I wasn't so busy I'd take you to lunch
It sure does get lonely being everywhere at once
Your hair is so curly and your skin is so soft
I'm gonna drop off these toys
And take the next six months
