From the recording North Pole Goes South Album

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Lyrics

He's got western leather boots on the pedal of his red sleigh, faster
Listenin' to elf’s singin’ back of da North Pole rumble seater
Yes he's going 'round da world tonight he ain't leavin' here
He's just going to meet toy friends down to the blizzard street fair

It's a French mistletoe kiss Jack frost Italian ice
Frozen margaritas moss in the moonlight ho ho

Just another American Christmas Eve’s night
There's a big party tonight down at Milkshakes oh my
They got Canadian bacon on their ice cream pizza pies
They got a cooler full of cold Patron and stale ice cold limes
It's like we're all livin' in a big ol’ Solo cup
Just fire it up the chaos put in in a blender mix it all up

It's a French mistletoes kiss Italian Jack frost ice
Margarita moss in the moonlight
Just another American Christmas Eve’s night
And you know everyone has something they're known for
Although usually it washes up on North Pole shores
Santa’s my great great grand daddy stepped off of that perilous trip
I bet he never ever dreamed we'd have presence like this
A little holly town for you
A little jolly town sittin' there side by side

Live from New York
It’s just another Christmas Eve’s night
It's a French mistletoe's kiss Jack frost Italian ice
Frozen margaritas moss in the moonlight
It’s definitely just another merry Christmas Eve’s night

Good night everyone thanks for stoppin’ by
Are you naughty too oh that’s nice