Chris Isaak
Hey Santa
Here comes Santa Claus
Walking right down my street
I wrote him a long, long letter
He don’t know what’s wrong with me

Honey, please
Come on home, yeah

There goes Santa Claus
In his bright red sled
Wrote him a long, long letter
He didn’t read one word I said

Honey, please
Come on home
Now this Christmas will be lonely
If I’m waiting here alone

I stayed up late, I wrote, I called
It did not good at all
I decked the tree I wish you’d just deck me
This ain’t no fun

Yeah
Hey slow down, Santa
Here comes Santa Claus
Coming back up my street
Baby's walking hand in hand
Man she sure looks sweet

Honey, please
Come on in, come on in baby, yeah
Now this Christmas won’t be lonely
'Cause I got you back again

Thank you, Santa
Little shot what I got you