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When the Fat Guy Tries the Chimney On for SizeWhen the fat guy tries the chimney on for sizeDon't believe your mean big brother's lies Just leave your milk and cookies on the hearth And keep on sendin' letters way up north When you hear the fat guy's sleigh bells in the snow Don't let the non-believers tell you no 'Tis the season, you don't need no proof There's tiny reindeer up there on the roof When the fat guys does the shimmy down the chute With rosy cheeks to match his warm red suit While everyone's asleep inside your house He goes about his business like a mouse When the fat guy leaves your presents 'neath the tree Don't let your jealous cousins spoil your glee If they'd been good like you have here's the deal They'd be the first to tell ya that the fat guy is for real When the fat guy takes a trip down through the soot Cleaner than a whistle head to foot And goes back out the way he just dropped in Same time next year to do it all again When the fat guy tries the chimney on for size It's only then you start to realize The more you wanna give than to receive Is when you feel the magic hidden up the fat guy's sleeve Oh my dear darlin' child It's so good to see you smile |