I see you, sneaky Santa clause
Your jelly belly’s showing.
You cannot hide from me because
I heard your ho ho ho-ing
You think you’re clever, Mister C.,
Whenever you go sneaking.
Your jingle bells revealed to me
where I could find you peeking.
You need to know which list I’m on?
I’ve caught you as you’re spying.
Your cover’s blown. Your secret’s gone.
There’s no more point in trying.
Though I’ve been naughty once or twice
It’s YOU who can’t be trusted
So let’s assume that I’ve been nice
And we’ll forget you’re busted.