The Night Santa Went Crazy Lyrics

The Night Santa Went Crazy

Well, hey, how ya doin'?  Have a seat.  Have a drink.
Boy, it's good to see
ya.  What can I say?
Wo, sorry, gotta run.  We'll get together
again.
Say, what was your name, anyway?
Well, we're workin' on the
problem.
We'll get back to ya soon. (yeah)
But don't try to call
me.
I'll be in a meeting every afternoon.
For a year.  Maybe longer. 
Keep in touch.
Thanks for droppin' by, and have a nice
day.
CHORUS:
The check's in the mail. (hey!)
You're
beautiful.
Don't ever change.
You know what I mean.
My girl will call
your girl.
We'll talk.  We'll do lunch.
Or leave a message on my machine.
 So baby,
Won't you sign
On the dotted line.
I'm gonna make your
dreams come true.
The check's in the mail.
Would I lie to you?
Well,
hey.  Wait a minute.
Whattsa matter?  Hold on.
You want me to fork over
the loot?
You say you hate my guts?
You wanna take me to court?
And
you got yourself a lawyer with a three-piece suit?
Well, I'm proud to say
you're not
The only critic of mine. (yeah)
So if you wanna sue me,
I'm
afraid you're gonna have to wait in line.
Take a number.  Thanks for
calling.
Who loves ya, baby?
Don't forget to read the fine
print.
CHORUS
Aw, trust me!
The check's in the mail. (hey!)
You're
beautiful.
Don't ever change.
You know what I mean.
Why don't you
leave a message with my girl,
Or have lunch with your machine.  So
baby,
Won't you sign
On the dotted line.
I'm gonna make your dreams
come true.
The check's in the mail.
Would I lie to you?
The check's in
the mail.
Would I lie to you?