Santa Ain’t Comin No Mo'

I hate to burst your bubble
Or rain on your parade
'Cause you've gone through all the troubles
Preparations you have made

But I got a little news
It's really not that good
I don't wanna spoil your party
But I really think I should

You may have been naughty
You may have been nice
Well, it doesn't really matter at all
Throw your stockings out of the window
'Cause Santa ain't comin' no mo'

We talked to him this morning
And he said he wasn't well
Ol' rudolph has a cold
His nose is running like hell

He doesn't like your weather
And he really hates the press
He'd rather stay in bed
Than be your little town's guest

You may have been naughty
You may have been nice
Well, it doesn't really matter at all
Throw your stockings out of the window
'Cause Santa ain't comin' no mo'
Oh, no

Don't want no hesitation
Now children, don't you fret
There's no need to feel bad
About a fat guy in red

We want your full cooperation
Everybody settle down
It's time to talk business
We're not here to fool around

You may have been naughty
You may have been nice
Well, it doesn't really matter at all
Throw your stockings out of the window
'Cause Santa ain't comin' no mo'

Throw your stockings out of the window
'Cause Santa ain't comin' no mo'

Throw your stockings out of the window
'Cause Santa ain't comin' no mo'