Santa Songtext
von Ski Team

"I get to talk to Santa himself
He wears a snakeskin belt
And gives me a bump while we wait for the show
He′s the coolest guy I know

But sometimes I ache when he comes around
You're not supposed to fall this far south
But we moved from letters when I was like ten
Now I call him from my apartment

You keep
Me out
[Of trouble, out of trouble]
Keep
Me out
[Of trouble, out...]

I tell him I met a boy my own age
I tell him the things we say
And hear him tense up, and I feel my heart race
He slips up and calls me babe


I want you to sneak into my room in July
If it takes a thousand tries
I wanna ruin your suit, I wanna cross all your lines
But you have me marked as nice

To keep
Me out
[Of trouble, out of trouble]
Keep
Me out
[Of trouble, out of trouble]

You keep
Me out
[Of trouble, out of trouble]
Keep
Me out
[Of trouble, out...]

Keep
Me out

Keep
Me out
"