Текст песни Throwing Muses - Santa Claus
Throwing Muses - Santa Claus слова песни
Harvest your tears, in a sieveI can spill things down your shoulders - hold them.And Im afraid you remind me of santa claus,In a good way.And you are like santa clausIll sit in a squareOh in my head, oh my santa claus(run around, around, around, around in my boxes)I see you at night, I shineMy arm in your chestNow Ill sit in a squareOh in my head, oh my santa claus(run around, around, around, around in my boxes)Run around, around, around, aroundIn my boxes - i...I know its not your faceI love your neckNow I sit in a squareOh in my head, oh my santa claus(run around, around, around, around in my boxes)Only eighteen-and-a-half, no two timesNuh ho ho ho ho hoOh you. I love you, dont knowHo ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho!I see you at night, I shineMy arm in your chestNow Ill sit in a squareOh in my head, oh my santa claus(run around, around, around, around in my boxes)Run around, around, around, aroundIn my boxes - i...I know its not your faceI love your neckI sit in a squareOh in my head, oh my santa claus(run around, around, around, around in my boxes)Only eighteen-and-a-half, no two timesNuh ho ho ho ho hoOh you. I love you, dont knowHo ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho!