The Beach Boys, Santa Beard lyrics:

…I took my brother to the department store
He wanted to show Santa his Christmas list
He stood in line and he shook like a leaf
He’s only five and a half goin’ on six

He said, “Is that really Santa Claus, really really Santa Claus?
(That Santa)
(The real Santa)
Is that really Santa Claus, really really Santa?
(That Santa)
(I hope he doesn’t pull Santa’s beard)
Is that really Santa Claus, really really Santa?”

(That Santa)
(The real Santa)
Hope he thinks that’s Santa Claus

I picked him up and put him on Santa’s lap
And then he pulled the pillow out of his shirt
He yanked the beard right on off of his chin
And in his eyes I could see he was hurt

He said, “You’re not really Santa Claus, you’re really not Santa Claus
(Not Santa)
(The real Santa)
You’re not really Santa Claus, you’re really not Santa
(Not Santa)
(He shouldn’ta pulled Santa’s beard)
You’re not Santa Claus, you’re really not Santa”
(Not Santa)
(The real Santa)
He’s just helpin’ Santa Claus

He’s just helpin’ Santa Claus, the real real Santa
(Helpin’ Santa)
(The real Santa)
He’s helpin’ Santa Claus, the real real Santa
…
He’s just helpin’ Santa Claus, the real real Santa
(Helpin’ Santa)
(The real Santa)
He’s just helpin’ Santa Claus, the real real Santa
(Helpin’ Santa)
(He shouldn’ta pulled Santa’s beard)
He’s just helpin’ Santa Claus, the real real Santa
(Helpin’ Santa)
(The real Santa)
He’s just helpin’ Santa Claus

Merry Christmas J! What a delight- and all the way from Dismal Rainy England.

And Merry Christmas, again, from FOGGY, oh so very foggy Washington State, west of the Cascade Mountains.

It would be nice to get more Merry Christmasses from people all over the world..

anita