When Santa Claus came down our chimney one Christmas Eve
He really must have had an awful fright
'Cause before we went to bed we roasted weenies
And we left the Yule Log burning oh so bright
When we found him Christmas morning
He was much the worse for wear
He was roasted like a turkey
So we brought him to the table then and there
| Oh We Had Santa Claus for Christmas Dinner | |
| He really made our party what it was | |
| It sounds gruesome but it's true | |
| Hard to swallow, hard to chew | |
| He even brought us presents in his sack | |
| But I don't think he's ever coming back | |
| No, I don't think he's ever coming back |
| (Repeat Chorus) |