Santa Claus Is Coming To Town

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, he's checking it twice
He's gonna find out who's naughty and nice
Santa Claus is coming to town

He sees you when you're sleeping
He knows when you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good
So, be good, for goodness's sake

Oh, you better watch out, you better not cry
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
With curly head dolls that toddle and coo
Elephants, boats, and kiddie cars, too
Santa Claus is coming to town

He climbs in through your chimney
At nighttime, goes the tale
And when you really break it down
Man, the guy should be in jail

So, you better watch out, you better not cry
Better not pout, I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
Yes, he's on his way (he's on his way, he's on)
He's got poise all over the sleigh (over the sleigh)
Santa is coming to town