Tonight, I'm just gonna fly so high.
Lift your eyes up to the sky.
Let's make this holiday bright.

Children, lift your little eyes up to the moon.
Santa's coming soon.

Ho, ho, it's showtime. Show time.
Guess who's back again.
So let it snow. Let it snow.
Because it means my ride will soon begin.

I'm wearing patent belts.
Designer felts.
The North Poles finest robe.
Don't stare too hard, might hurt yourself -
like to call this "looking red to toe"

I'm a generous man when I plan a night of sledding
So many kids around the world, and I bring them each a present
Can't be sad, cuz the gifts in the giving - not the getting
Children only

Lift your little eyes up to the moon. Santa's coming soon.
Feeling that Christmas magic in the air.
Peace and joy's in season.

Second verse for the grown-ups.
Parents.
Who celebrate with all ya'll friends.
Can I teach? Can I teach you how a Christmas parties s'posed to being?
First - grab your chip,
scoop your dip,
hang your mistletoe, purse your lips

Spend all night, get to sippin' on egg nog (hashtag spiked)

I'm a generous man when I fly around the world.
Bringing happiness and harmony to every boy and girl.
Raise a glass, sing a song as you watch the snowy swirl.
Grown ups only - lift your weary eyes up to the moon.

Feeling that Christmas magic in the air. Peace and joy's in season.

Everywhere I go, they be like "oh it's Santa."