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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 all the little girls happy, while the boys are out to play
i ain't like the old saint nick, he don't come but once a year
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
i chase the children home
i give them a few pennies so we could be alone
ileave the back door open so if anybody smells the mouse
and wouldn't old santa be in troupbe
if there ain't n chimney in the house
they call me the back door santa
i make my runs about the break of day
i make all the little girls happy, while all the boys are out to play
they call me back door santa
yeah that's what they call me
they call me the back door santa
yeah that's what they call me