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There's the one whose hat is falling of his head
There's the one who doesn't look like he could drive a sled
So take me to the leader of the greatest renown
Cos there's so many Santas
In this town

Now there's the one who can't control his eight reindeer
And that one at the mall seems to lack some basic cheer
So take me to the North Pole to the top of the tree
Cos there's so many Santas
Do you agree?

Though there's magic in all of his brethren
They always report to the King
He's the one whose at the heart of the engine
He's the one who makes us all sing

So if you walk by one of St Nick's dynasty
Be assured that he's part of the majesty
The guardians of Christmas, the jewels in the crown
Cos there's so many Santas in this town
And I love everyone of these old clowns
Now where's the one who turns the whole world upside down?

Though there's magic in all of his brethren
They always report to the King
He's the one whose at the heart of the engine
He's the one who makes us all sing

So if you walk by one of St Nick's dynasty
Be assured that he's part of the majesty
The guardians of Christmas, the jewels in the crown
And there's so many Santas in this town
And I love everyone of these old clowns
Now where's the one who turns the whole world upside down?

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