Back Door Santa

Back to Santa I make my runs about to break a day They call me back to Santa I make my runs about to break a day I make all the little girls happy while the boys are allowed to play Look at He don't come but once again Oh, oh, oh, oh Ain't like those sanding

He don't come but once again But look at that I come running with my presence Every time you call me Look at that I keep still changing my pocket Gaze the children at home I give them a few pennies so that we can deal on I leave the back door open so anybody spells them out

And with no sound I'll be in trouble if they don't share me in the house They call me back no satter I make my runs about to break a day Look at here, I make all the little girls happy While the boys are out to play That's what they call me back to sound

That's what they call me They call me back to sound That's what all the girls call me I give them all the presents That's what they call me They call me back to sound And I like from the comedy They call me back to sound .