Ever hear the story,
of the jolly old elf
Who lives up north, all by himself

Santa Claws, Santa Claws, Santa Claws
Santa Claws, Santa Claws, Santa Claws

Late Christmas night, when your fast asleep
Down your chimney, he will creep

Santa Claws, Santa Claws, Santa Claws
Santa Claws, Santa Claws, Santa Claws

You can hear him coming, he's after you
You can hear him coming, he knows what you do

Santa Claws, Santa Claws, Santa Claws
Santa Claws, Santa Claws, Santa Claws

Visions of skeletons, dance thru your head
For Santa is coming, and soon you'll be dead

Santa Claws, Santa Claws, Santa Claws
Santa Claws, Santa Claws, Santa Claws

So if Christmas night, you should happen to hear
The sound of sleigh bells, and eight tiny reindeer

Bolt all of your doors, and hide neath your bed
For the old man in coming, dressed in blood red

Santa Claws, Santa Claws, Santa Claws
Santa Claws, Santa Claws, Santa Claws
Santa Claws, Santa Claws, Santa Claws
Santa Claws, Santa Claws, Santa Claw