Текст песни Fat Santa - The Rebirth

"Ha-ha-ha, hm-hm-hm"
"Ho-ho-ho, ha-ha-ha-ha"
"Oh, no, no, this won't be it"
"Vegan cookies? He-he-he
Where is my sugar buttered ones? Oh, this ain't milk?"

I can hear him coming
Can't fit down the chimney
Bringin' more than Christmas joy for all the girls and boys
He can barely lift the presents, uh
I see him move it slowly
I worry that he won't make it around to deliver all the toys

Let me tell you (he's a fat Santa)
He's a fat Santa (he's a fat Santa)
Yes, he is
Gotta work it out, gotta work it in
Wanna see you here again but you know he's (he's a fat Santa)
Yes, he is (think about Santa)
Yes, he is gotta work it out
Wanna see you here again

Now your breathin' now so heavy
Like you never have before
We can hear you creapin' all through the night
Tell me what you looking for
I'll-I'll-I'll-I'll know here's a Stephanie Murray did
Carry flame, elves up north are
Laughing why you nappin' on the way, oh

(He's a fat Santa) yes, he is
(It's about Santa) oh, yes, he is
Gotta work it out, gotta work it in
I wanna see you here again, oh (he's a fat Santa)
He's a fat Santa (think about Santa)
Oh, you gotta work it out
I wanna see you here again, yeah

"What's in the refrigerator? Kale salad? Quinoa?"
"Ha-ha-ha-ha, pastries please!"

I'm thinking 'bout you
I've been huffin' and puffin'
Looking outside my window
I can see you struggling, tell me should I call the doctor?
'Cause all these kids are waiting for your squeeze, they lovin'
We all just want you to be okay, yeah

"But Santa, you know we gotta
Do something about this"
"Come here, come in the kitchen
"I'm gonna make you a smoothie real quick"

(He's a fat Santa)
(Think about Santa)
"We gotta do something, Santa?"
"Come on! I'm going to gym at 5 a.m." (he's a fat Santa)
"You should get down with your runs by then"
"Come on Santa, ha-ha"
Gotta work it out, yeah

(He's a fat Santa)
Gotta work it out (think about Santa)
All stand up please, uh come on!
"You can start right now with this group" (he's a fat Santa)
Move to the left
Move to the right Santa
Come on Santa, yeah (you're magical)

I'm thinkin' 'bout you
I don't want you to go nowhere
I'm thinking 'bout you
I don't want you to go nowhere (nowhere)
Come on Santa, run this sleigh
I don't wanna see it fall down anymore

I don't wanna see it break down
Got you back to heaven, yeah, ha-ha
I don't wanna see you break down
'Cause you didn't eat 'yo skinny juice
Come on Santa, wooh

Oh, oh Santa, Ha-ha
"You got me singin' bad notes Santa
Come on man, come on! I'm waiting on you"