You better watch out, you better not cry,
You better not pout, I’m telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town.
He’s making a list and checking it twice,
Gonna find out who’s naughty or nice,
Santa Claus is coming to town.
He sees you when you’re sleeping, and he knows when you’re awake.
He knows if you’ve been bad or good, so be good for goodness sake. Ohhh…
You better watch out, you better not cry,
You better not pout, I’m telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town.
With little tin horns and little toy drums,
With rooty-toot-toots and rummy-tum-tums,
Santa Claus is coming to town.
And curly haired dolls that cuddle and coo,
Elephants, boats, and kiddy-cars too.
Santa Claus is coming to town.
The kids in Girl and Boy Land will have a jubilee,
They’re gonna build a Toyland Town all around the Christmas Tree. Sooo…
You better watch out, you better not cry,
You better not pout, I’m telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town.
He sees you when you’re sleeping, and he knows when you’re awake.
He knows if you’ve been bad or good, so be good for goodness sake. Sooo…
You better watch out, you better not cry,
You better not pout, I’m telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming, Santa Claus is coming, Santa Claus is coming to town.