I know you're coming
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The same every year
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A fat man invasion
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This time I'm ready
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Come along, fat man, Santa
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Santa, fat man, bastard
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In the malls and the markets you hide
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Well I'm patient, and I'm waiting outside
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One Santa falls down
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Outside a darkened thrift town
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Baby Jesus smiles down
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I am happy
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Come along, fat man, Santa
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Santa, fat man, bastard.
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Big lobbies, street corners, you haunt.
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I'll be free of disease once more.
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One Santa falls down
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outside a diners windown
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Baby Jesus smiles and
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I am happy
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You ever seen a Santa run?
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Well it's so damn funny.
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Oh Jesus, Oh Jesus please.
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Makes me giggle!
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SOLO
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I know you're coming
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The same every year
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A fat man invasion
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This time I'm ready
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Come along, fat man, Santa
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Santa, fat man, bastard.
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The true meaning of Christmas is love,
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of fat man wrapped up in a red box.
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One Santa falls down
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In his own apartment
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Baby Jesus smiles down
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I am holy!
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SANTA!!! SANTA!!!
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Santa you are a fat man
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Santacide
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