Santa's Messin' with the Kid

Music We said to come once, we hope y'all know Don't use my chin, we had a key to man vote All Whoa look what's on our feet Messing with you Calling every Christmas I'm sometimes messing with you Come in cold Sipping my tea

Sets my wife A father is me Oh Lord Whoa, look for sign of hope Calling every Christmas He's the seed of mess and work to do Noooo!

I'm praying for all the Oh no Oh look what Santa did And yes he did Call him every Christmas I said yes and it Wake up Christmas morning Standing around Only me told He'd keep the rain down And I'd tell him no no Whoa, look what Santa needs, the mess in me

Callin' every Christmas, Santa messin' with The mess in Whitney With the key New mess in Whitney Oh, look out, that's not...