You better not look
You better not leer
Your best bet is getting the
Hell out of here
Santa Claus is wearing a gown
He’s batting his eyes
And pursing his lips
Walking in heels
And swinging his hips
Santa Claus is wearing a gown
When Mrs. Claus is sleeping
He sneaks into her clothes
He calls some elves in a girlish voice
And they paint each other’s toes
When Christmas is done
The year is so long
He passes the time
In drag — that so wrong?
Santa Claus is wearing a gown
(Previously.)