I'm caroming off walls
In my very best jammies
The ones with the peace signs
And hearts on the bottoms
And tonight's the night
That it happens for real--
I bet that I see him,
See Santa this year.
I've waited for aeons
Wrote letters and songs
Just hoping that one day
He would come along
And tonight's the night
I feel it, I swear
The night when I finally had
Something to wear
And I have the plate
Of the cookies I made
And I have some milk
And I have to wait
'Cause I know he's coming
And I am just glad
That tonight my jammies
Aren't half bad.
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