What's The Matter With Santa

02:45
Danny Schneider
2013-12-04
D. Schneider / L. Castellaneta

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When I was young, boy I hated Christmas,
Never toys, only clothing for me.
Absolutely nothing I ever wanted,
Underneath an artificial tree!

Santa, please tell me what are ya thinkin’?!
Ya bring me stuff that I don't wanna use.
Don’t give me Ford if I ask for Lincoln!
Ya messin’ 'round or maybe confused?

What’s the matter with Santa? (What’s the matter with Santa?)

What’s the matter with Santa? (What’s the matter with Santa?)

I moved on, squeaked my way into college,
Seems to me that ya got more perverse.
Asked for Cliffs Notes but ya left me a novel.
Ya bent on making each Yuletide worse?!

Santa, please tell me what are ya thinkin’?!
Ya bring me stuff that I don't wanna use.
Don’t give me Ford if I ask for Lincoln!
Ya messin’ 'round or maybe confused?

 What’s the matter with Santa? (What’s the matter with Santa?)

What’s the matter with Santa? (What’s the matter with Santa?)

Need a guardian angel, like I saw in "It's a Wonderful Life".
Need divine intervention, like David Niven in "The Bishop's Wife".

 What’s the matter with Santa? (What’s the matter with Santa?)

Time went on, things never got better,
Have no dough so I live with my folks.
Asked for a job; ya left an application,
Is that your idea of a joke?!

Santa, please tell me what are ya thinkin’?!
Ya bring me stuff that I don't wanna use.
Don’t give me Ford if I ask for Lincoln!
Ya messin’ 'round or maybe confused?

What’s the matter with Santa? (What’s the matter with Santa?)

What’s the matter with Santa? (What’s the matter with Santa?)…

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