C'mon (Hey, Santa!) ft. T3DDY Lyrics

C'mon Santa

Won't ya visit me

We got some room

Under our tree

Haven't been bad

But could be better

You'll read about it

In my letter

Lots of hopes

And expectations

Watching Elf and

Christmas Vacation

Die Hard, hardly wait

Home Alone

Nakatomi plaza

Hans falls like snow

Excitement builds,

Chocolate doors all open

Did Santa pack his sack?

That's what we're hopin'!

Looking to the sky

For the sleigh with cargo

The stars, they shine

Like Todd and Margo

Stockings are hung

Very care-fully

Where do ya think?

By the chimeny

Hoping for a guest

Ya just real quick

He's welcome anytime

Come on in, Nick

C'mon Santa won't ya visit me

We got some room under our tree

Haven't been bad but could be better

You can read about it in my letter

C'mon Santa, you know the way

Hop into that flying sleigh

Come visit my family

We got some room under our tree

We are singing

Our favourite songs

White Christmas, drummer boy

Burumpah bum bum

Turkey is done

Come to the table

You bet, right now

Come all ye faithful

Dinner's complete

Now we're feeling groggy

Dad is gettin' loud

Smelling quite egg-noggy

Everyones happy

But careful where you go

Aunt Linda's taking ' out

The mistle-toe

Gifts are wrapped

So nice and neat

There's magic in the air

Like 34th Street

Thankful for the love

Of all our kin

But we can't wait

Until mornin'

Come on, hey Santa

(Come on now, Santa Claus)

Won't ya visit me?

(Come down my chimney)

We got some

Room, Santa

Under our Christmas tree

(There's room under that tree)

Christmas morning

It's finally here

On the roof

I think I heard the reindeer

Landing that sleigh

For the big jolly guy

And it looks like the gifts

Have multiplied

The milk n cookies

Are eaten, all gone

There's reindeer prints

Outside on the lawn

Eliminating doubt

Ya he definitely came

Unwrap these gifts,

It's a paper hurricane

Well, everybody got

Exactly what their wantin'

I'd say we're pretty lucky

Yeah spoiled rotten

Now it's time to chill

Ya eat n drink some more

We'll do it all again

In three-sixty-four

Come on, hey Santa

(Come on now, Santa Claus)

Won't ya visit me?

(Come down my chimney)

We got some

Room, Santa

Under our Christmas tree

(There's room under that tree)

Come on!

Hey Santa!

(Santa Claus)

You got to come and visit me

Come on

Hey Santa

Won't you visit me?

Won't you visit me?