Back Door Santa

They call me back door Santa,

I make my runs about the break of day,

They call me back door Santa,

I make my runs about the break of day.

I make all the little girls happy,

While the boys are out to play.

Well I ain't like old Saint Nick,

He don't come but once a year

Well I ain't like old Saint Nick,

He don't come but once a year.

I come runnin' with my presents,

Every time you call me dear.

I keep some change in my pocket,

To chase the children who are home

I give 'em a few pennies,

So we can be alone.

I leave the back door open,

So in case anyone smells a mouse.

Won't Santa's be in trouble,

If there ain't no chimney in the house.

They call me back door Santa,

I make my runs about the break of day,

They call me back door Santa,

I make my runs about the break of day.

I make all the little girls happy,

While the boys are out to play.