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Brian Wilson/Mike Love Well, way up north where the air gets cold You'll find the Saint Nick And the tale about Christmas that you've all been told About the Saint Nick He's a real famous cat all dressed up in red And he spends the whole year workin' out on his sled The little Saint Nick The little Saint Nick Just a little bobsled we call it little Saint Nick The little Saint Nick But she'll walk a toboggan with a four speed stick The little Saint Nick She's candy apple red with a ski for a wheel And when Santa hits the gas, man, just watch her peel The little Saint Nick The little Saint Nick It's got the naugahyde bucket seats with chrome on the rail And the deers honkin' on really make Santa sail Now cuties, don't you worry, he's a real cool hand And I've been told that he Letras de cancionesDon't miss no one Haulin' through the snow at a frightening speed The little Saint Nick With a half a dozen deer with Rudy to lead The little Saint Nick Well, he's gotta wear his goggles 'cause the snow really flies And he's cruisin' every pad with a little surprise The little Saint Nick The little Saint Nick The little Saint Nick The little Saint Nick The little Saint Nick The little Saint Nick Haa ha ha haaa From Letras Mania