I love Christmas pudding
But it doesn’t return
the favour
I wish you could get
Gaviscon
In brandy butter
flavour
I love Christmas pudding
But it doesn’t return
the favour
I wish you could get
Gaviscon
In brandy butter
flavour
There is a singing Elf
Up at the North Pole
With a powerful voice
For one so small and
dapper
The singing Elf croons
All day in the
workshop
So the other Elf’s
call him
The Christmas Wrapper
Have you ever wondered
Why Santa is such a
jolly chap?
Well it’s because he
knows
Where all the naughty
girls are at
Why doesn't Santa have any kids?
Well it’s impossible
for him see
As he only comes once
a year
And he’s normally up a
chimney
Do you know why the Christmas alphabet
Is one letter short?
Then I will happily tell
There are only twenty
five letters in it
Because the Christmas
alphabet has Noel
Christmas is when I try to be unusually kind
And compassionate to
those around me
Not that I’m a good
person, it’s just because
I don’t know who my
Secret Santa will be
I don’t want a lot of fancy presents
Tied with bows and
ribbon curls
I only want one thing
for Christmas
And that’s Santa's
list of naughty girls