From Coney Island to the Sunset Strip
Somebody`s gonna make a happy trip
Tonight, while the moon is bright
He`s gonna have a bag of crazy toys
To give the groanies of the boys and girls
So dig, Santa comes on big
He`ll come a callin` when the snows the most
When all you cats are sleepin` warm as toast
And you`re gonna flip when Old Saint Nick
Takes a lick on a peppermint stick
He`ll come a flyin` from a higher place
And fill the stocking by the fireplace
So you`ll, have a yule that`s cool
Yeah, from Coney Island to The Sunset Strip
Somebody`s gonna make a happy trip
Tonight, while the moon is bright
Behind a reindeer with a blinkin` nose
He`s lookin` groovy in his same ol` clothes
He`s red in his souped-up sled
He`s on a mission and he will not shirk
down the chimney, yeah, he gets to work
That Mr. C is H-O-T
Santa won`t you light my Christmas tree
He`ll come a flyin` from a higher place
And fill the stocking by the fireplace
So you`ll, have a yule that`s cool