(Verse 1) Santa slid down the chimney, his belly quite round, A plate of cookies in hand, a mischievous grin he found. “Ho, ho, ho!” he chuckled, crumbs on his beard, “Time for my annual snack, no need to be weird!” (Pre-Chorus) The cookies were stacked, a sugary delight, Chocolate chips, oatmeal raisin, and ginger spice. Santa licked his lips, eyes wide with glee, “These cookies are my weakness, can’t you see?” (Chorus) “Feed me cookies, little elf,” Santa said, “I’ve been flying all night, need some sugar in my head. Milk or cocoa, whichever you prefer, Just keep 'em coming, my jolly heart will stir!” (Verse 2) The elves scurried around, their tiny hands a blur, Placing cookies on a platter, eager to serve. Santa sat by the fire, his boots by the hearth, Ready for this cookie feast, a holiday mirth. (Pre-Chorus) Snickerdoodles, shortbread, and peanut butter bliss, Santa tasted each one, his cheeks a rosy kiss. “Mrs. Claus won’t mind,” he winked at the moon, “A few extra pounds won’t ruin my swoon.” (Chorus) “Feed me cookies, little elf,” Santa sang, “I’ll shimmy down chimneys, my waistline be damned. Spritz and macarons, oh, what a delight, Keep 'em warm and gooey, all through the night!” (Bridge) By the yule log’s glow, Santa’s laughter soared, Crumbs on his suit, a cookie avalanche ignored. Reindeer peeked through the window, eyes wide, “Santa’s got a sweet tooth,” they whispered outside. (Chorus) “Feed me cookies, little elf,” Santa declared, “I’ll shimmy up chimneys, my appetite unimpaired. Ginger snaps and snickerdoodles, oh, what a spree, Christmas calories don’t count, just ask me!” (Outro) As the clock struck midnight, Santa patted his belly, A cookie-induced coma, oh, how jolly and silly! “Same time next year,” he promised with cheer, And off he flew, fueled by cookies and good cheer.
