Santa's in the House

Outside it is freezing
but inside it is warm
He's coming here this evening
with presents for the morn

That funky funky fat man
will drain his sherry glass
He'll come in down the chimney
and shake his jolly ass

'Cause Santa's in the house
Santa's in the house
I got Christmas fever
Because Santa's in the house

Now not a creature is stirring
not even a mouse
That fever is occurring
'Cause Santa's in the house

Santa's in the house
Santa's in the house
I got Christmas fever
Because Santa's in the house

I hope he fills my stocking
I don't want no coal
We can get things rocking
with some Christmas rock 'n' roll

I hope he fills my stocking
I don't want no coal
All I want for Christmas
is some Christmas rock 'n' roll

Santa's in the house
Santa's in the house
I got Christmas fever
Because Santa's in the house

When Santa comes in with a beard on his chin
I'll be hiding over here behind the tree waiting for him
I'll put him in a headlock and pull out my piece
Stick it in his face and his heart rate will increase
But I'll take it away again because Santa is obese
and if he has a cardiac arrest I'll have to deal with the police
But if he doesn't give me all the things for which I've asked
I'll bust a cap right in his jolly ass

I want bitches (bitches)
and hoes (hoes)
I said bitches (bitches)
and ho ho hoes (ho ho hoes)
Everybody say bitches (bitches)
and hoes (hoes)
I want bitches (bitches)
and ho ho hoes (ho ho hoes)

Santa's in the house
Santa's in the house
I got Christmas fever
Because Santa's in the house