Christmas time is here again, like every year before We'll hear Santa on the roof, he don't come through the door He'll come down through the chimney, with cheeks of rosy red It's time for little boys and girls to be tucked in their beds "Don't look for Santa Claus," my mother used to say "'Cause if he sees you people, he'll just go away So listen to your mom and dad, and every word they say They will never lead you wrong in any kind of way So close your eyes and go to sleep with haste and no delay And your presents he will bring on this Christmas Day" ♪ "Don't look for Santa Claus," my mother used to say "'Cause if he sees you people, he'll just go away So listen to your mum and dad and every word they say They will never lead you wrong in any kind of way So close your eyes and go to sleep with haste and no delay And your presents he will bring on this Christmas Day" And your presents he will bring on this Christmas Day