Cool Yule

From Coney Island to The Sunset Strip

Somebody's gonna make a happy trip

Tonight, while the moon is bright

He's gonna have a bag of crazy toys

To give the gonest of the boys and girls

So dig, Santa comes on big

He'll come a callin' when the snow's the most

When all you cats are sleepin' warm as toast

And you gonna flip when Old Saint Nick

Takes a lick on the peppernint stick

He'll come a flyin' from a higher place

And fill the stocking by the fire place

So you'll, have a yule that's cool

Yeah, from Coney Island to The Sunset Strip

Somebody's gonna make a happy trip

Tonight, while the moon is bright

Behind a reindeer with a blinkin' nose

he's lookin' groovy in his same ol' clothes

He's red...in his suped-up sled!

He's on a mission and he will not shirk

Down the chimney, yeah, he gets to work.

That "Mr. C" is H-O-T

Santa won't ya light my Christmas tree!

He'll come a flyin' from a higher place

And fill the stocking by the fire place

So you'll, have a yule that's cool

Have a yule that's cool

Yeah, cool yule