I believe in Santa
It's just the way I feel.
I've known him for many years
So I know he's real.
He doesn't come down my chimney
My house is chimney-free,
He doesn't have a heavy sack
That weighs as much as me.
He doesn't have any reindeer
That lands upon my roof,
He's with me all year round,
To me, that's the proof
He places the presents under my tree
I've seen him do so myself,
The Santa I know so well
Doesn't even have an Elf.
He eats the treats I leave him,
They're all gone when I awake,
Sure, I believe in Santa,
I'm him, for goodness sake.
| 
