Santa Has a Mullet

Santa's got a mullet and he's coming christmas eve
 Santa's got a mullet, he's bringing gifts for you and me
 Frosty's got a stovepipe hat
 And rudolphs nose is red
 Santa's got a mullet
 Sitting on his head.
 Santa's got a mullet, keep on looking out for him
 Driving in his hotrod, with the killer rims
 Santa's got a mullet
 As he's streaking through the night
 Jamming to Foghat
 And drinkings Coor's Light
 Singing Fa la la la...
 Singing Fa la la la...
 Angels up in heaven are plucking on their harps,
 Santa's wearing Oakleys, and he's looking mighty sharp
 Santa's got a mullet, and presents for all of ya
 I thought he was from the Northpole but he must be from Canada
 Oh yeah Santa's coming, don't you worry, he won't be long
 Santa's got a mullet
 Santa's got
 Yeah Santa's got
 Santa's got... a schlong