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For ole St. Nick tonight
But I'm afraid what I want this year
Can't be had

But Santa, he's the kind
When he makes up his mind
Wishes can come true
And I bet my Christmas stockin'
If my wish don't come knockin'
He's gonna be blue

So baby, come home
If you don't wanna see Santa Claus cry
He can't see where he's going when it's snowing
If there's tears in his eyes

And don't you know his ho ho ho will be
A sad, sad sigh
So baby, come back to me
If you don't wanna see Santa Claus cry

And don't you know his ho ho ho will be
A sad, sad sigh
So baby, come home to me
If you don't wanna see Santa Claus cry

Yeah, baby, come back to me
If you don't wanna see Santa Claus cry

For ole St. Nick tonight
But I'm afraid what I want this year