Santa's Beard Lyrics
| Song | Santa's Beard |
| Artist | They Might Be Giants |
| Album | Then: The Earlier Years |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Vocal：John Flansburgh/John Linnell | |
| Once a year my friend puts on a red suit | |
| And hangs around with me and my wife | |
| Now I can't help but feeling jealous each time she climbs on his knee | |
| And she stands beneath the mistletoe screaming | |
| For him to stand beneath the mistletoe screaming | |
| Now I can't help but feeling jealous each time she climbs on his knee | |
| Why must she climb on his knee? | |
| I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard | |
| She kissed him once and whispered in his ear | |
| I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard | |
| I wish he would go | |
| He's breaking up my home | |
| She always had this twisted side to her* | |
| But she'd never drag my name around town | |
| But lately she's been humming cheating songs | |
| And I don't like that fat guy around | |
| No, I don't like that fat guy around | |
| I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard | |
| She kissed him once and whispered in his ear | |
| I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard | |
| I wish he would go | |
| He's breaking up my home | |
| I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard | |
| Thrilling Christmas, trembling fear | |
| I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard | |
| I wish he would go | |
| He's breaking up my home | |
| Notes | |
| *Dial-a-Song: 'a wicked sense of humor.' |
| Vocal: John Flansburgh John Linnell | |
| Once a year my friend puts on a red suit | |
| And hangs around with me and my wife | |
| Now I can' t help but feeling jealous each time she climbs on his knee | |
| And she stands beneath the mistletoe screaming | |
| For him to stand beneath the mistletoe screaming | |
| Now I can' t help but feeling jealous each time she climbs on his knee | |
| Why must she climb on his knee? | |
| I saw my baby wearing Santa' s beard | |
| She kissed him once and whispered in his ear | |
| I saw my baby wearing Santa' s beard | |
| I wish he would go | |
| He' s breaking up my home | |
| She always had this twisted side to her | |
| But she' d never drag my name around town | |
| But lately she' s been humming cheating songs | |
| And I don' t like that fat guy around | |
| No, I don' t like that fat guy around | |
| I saw my baby wearing Santa' s beard | |
| She kissed him once and whispered in his ear | |
| I saw my baby wearing Santa' s beard | |
| I wish he would go | |
| He' s breaking up my home | |
| I saw my baby wearing Santa' s beard | |
| Thrilling Christmas, trembling fear | |
| I saw my baby wearing Santa' s beard | |
| I wish he would go | |
| He' s breaking up my home | |
| Notes | |
| DialaSong: ' a wicked sense of humor.' |
| Vocal: John Flansburgh John Linnell | |
| Once a year my friend puts on a red suit | |
| And hangs around with me and my wife | |
| Now I can' t help but feeling jealous each time she climbs on his knee | |
| And she stands beneath the mistletoe screaming | |
| For him to stand beneath the mistletoe screaming | |
| Now I can' t help but feeling jealous each time she climbs on his knee | |
| Why must she climb on his knee? | |
| I saw my baby wearing Santa' s beard | |
| She kissed him once and whispered in his ear | |
| I saw my baby wearing Santa' s beard | |
| I wish he would go | |
| He' s breaking up my home | |
| She always had this twisted side to her | |
| But she' d never drag my name around town | |
| But lately she' s been humming cheating songs | |
| And I don' t like that fat guy around | |
| No, I don' t like that fat guy around | |
| I saw my baby wearing Santa' s beard | |
| She kissed him once and whispered in his ear | |
| I saw my baby wearing Santa' s beard | |
| I wish he would go | |
| He' s breaking up my home | |
| I saw my baby wearing Santa' s beard | |
| Thrilling Christmas, trembling fear | |
| I saw my baby wearing Santa' s beard | |
| I wish he would go | |
| He' s breaking up my home | |
| Notes | |
| DialaSong: ' a wicked sense of humor.' |
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