Let Me Be Your Father X-Mas

Do you remember the time
When you realized
Father Christmas was just a lie
How could it be true
They’ve been lying to you
And you just wanted to die
And ever since that crusial day
Your Christmas-feeling has gone away
But don’t be sad
Have no fear
I’ll take you into Christmas-mood this year
Let me be your Father Christmas tonight (tonight)
Klippety-klopp
Ding-dong (ding-dong marrily on high)
Feels all right
Let’s make love behind the Christmas-tree
Where nobody sees us Hooray, hooray It’s the birthday of Jesus
I will bring you presents
I will give you hugs
You can serve me porridge, you can serve me «gl'gg»
And I promise you that stars will shine
When Father Christmas takes you from behind
Let me be your Father Christmas tonight (tonight)
Klippety-klopp
Ding-dong (ding-dong marrily on high)
Feels all right
Let’s make love behind the Christmas-tree
Where nobody sees us Hooray, hooray It’s the birthday of Jesus
Rap:
Jingle jingle ho ho Father Christmas says hello
You know what I’d like girl
I’d like to boom you into my sack
And bring you on to my sledge
Fly you all the way to the North-pole
Yeah
We can build us selves a huge igloo
Where we can make love
And raise kids
Aha
Small Christmas children
Dressed in red
We’ll have a merry, merry Christmas
The whole year through
Yeah
Let me be your Father Christmas tonight (tonight)
Klippety-klopp
Ding-dong (ding-dong marrily on high)
It feels all right
Let’s make love behind the Christmas-tree
Where nobody sees us Hooray, hooray It’s the birthday of Jesus
Hooray, hooray It’s the birthday of Jesus