They call me the back door Santa
I make my runs about the break of day
They call me the 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

I ain't like old Saint Nick, he don't come but once a year
I ain't like old Saint Nick, he don't come but once a year
I come a runnin' with my presents every time you call me, dear

I keep some change in my pocket, I chase the children home
I give them a few pennies so that we can be alone
I leave the back door open so if anybody smells the mouse
And wouldn't old Santa be in trouble if there ain't no chimney in the house

They call me the back door Santa
I make my runs about the break of day
I make all the little girls happy
While all the boys are out to play

They call me the back door Santa
Yeah, that's what they call me
Woo, they call me the back door Santa
Yeah, that's what they call me