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It´s Christmas time
They call me the Back Door Santa
I make my runs about the break of day
They call me the Back Door Santa
I make my runs about the break of day
I make the little girls happy
While the boys are out to play
You know I ain't like the old Saint Nick
He don't come but once a year
You know I ain't like the old Saint Nick
He don't come but once a year
I come runnin' with my presents
Every time they call me dear
I keep some change in my pocket
In case the children are home
I give 'em a few pennies so that we can be alone
I leave the back door open
so if anybody smells a mouse
And wouldn't old Santa be in trouble
if there ain't no chimney in the house
They call me the Back Door Santa
I make my runs about the break of day
Yeah, they call me the Back Door Santa
I make the little girls happy
While all the boys are out to play
Merry Christmas everybody!
Merry Christmas!
WRITERS
Clarence Carter, Clarence George Carter, Marcus Daniel, Marcus Lewis Daniel
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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