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Official music video by Whalen Stevens performing “Santa's Sack” available now: iTunes: http://itunes.apple.com/album/id14905... Apple Music: http://itunes.apple.com/album/id/1490... ► Subscribe to Whalen Stevens so you don't miss Santa's Sack (Naughty Version) ► Follow Whalen Stevens Online Facebook: / whalenstevens Instagram: / whalenstevensmusic Twitter: / stevenswhalen Official "Santa's Sack" Lyrics Santa's sack's been heavy Since Mrs. Clause been gone. The elves are looking kinda cute Though mamma says it's wrong. His bag's been dragging on the ground With ginger on his mind. But not the stuff in ale 'er bread It’s of the grown up kind. His Christmas nuts are ripe to crack. The children are all waiting. He's gotta make it round the world. No time for Hesitating. The reindeer looked in horror His sack strapped to his sleigh. They'd never hauled a fatter load That is, until today. On Dasher, Dancer, what's-his-name, “Hey! Rudolph, quit your slacking!” C'mon let's get this horse-show done. “Hey reindeer let’s get cracking!” From old Bangkok, to Turkey To Dildo, Newfoundland Old Santa thought of Mrs. Clause And took the matter into his own hand. He touched the sleigh down on the roof Just like you'd see on Disney. Then Santa and his bloated sack They headed down the chimney. He lugged it through the kitchen Where milk and cookies waited. Could've left some rum he thought This cheap snack's overrated. He dragged it to the living room Where there he filled their stockings And threw his head back in relief His heart contentedly knocking. Into a bedroom down the hall He had himself a peek. What did he spy? Well Father Time at Mrs. Clause's feet. In a fit of rage old Santa Threw his sack upon the bed And he crossed them off the nice list To the naughty list instead. Then Santa's cock crowed six o'clock And ripped him from his sleep. And Santa's sack was sticky From the tears that soaked his sheets. "It’s time I hang 'er up.” he said My poor bag's wearing out." "This Christmas stuff'll kill a man" Of this I have no doubt. So let this be a lesson: Don't leave planning for the last. It may be just December First But Santa's coming fast. #WhalenStevens #SantasSack #ChristmasSongs #FunnyChristmasSongs Music video by Whalen Stevens performing Santa's Sack. © 2019 Songwriters: Kevin D. White / Michael Goyette