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Oh, Blitzen, he's a bit of a klutz And though we know he means well, he's drivin' Saint Nick nuts He's fast but lacks coordination Boom, bap, pow, watch out for Blitzen He's outta control, and though he's doin' his best, he's making a mess He zooms like woo Watch your head now, the walls are comin' down, down, down, down, down, down Oh, Blitzen, he can get you there You won't even see him flyin' through the air And Santa's got a whole lotta homes to get to His need for speed, well, frankly, it's fair But his reckless, careless, daring, wearless tendency to plow down all in his path And it only lets up with an occasional nap So shh Tiptoe, don't wanna wake him up Please tread lightly 'cause I'll tell you why Oh, it's rare to catch a break or a breather Wake him up, and you'll get neither (You'll get neither, so I say this with love) So I say this with love Don't slip up Oh, no, look what you've done There he goes again, Blitzen's on the run, run, run There's just no slowing him down Oh, Blitzen, he's a bit of a klutz And though we know he means well, he's drivin' Saint Nick nuts He's fast but lacks coordination Boom, bap, pow, watch out (Watch out) From Letras Mania