I’ve gotta get a message off to Santa today
It’s gettin’ close to Christmas I’ve got something to say
I’ve got a list of presents, I ain’t askin’ for the sky
But it’s down to the wire, those reindeer gotta fly
I asked my dad and I asked and I asked my mom
They said, «Send it right away to Santa.com»
I’m gonna e-mail Santa
I’m gonna e-mail Santa
I’m gonna e-mail Santa
I’m gonna e-mail Santa
I’m gonna e-mail Santa
Send my list to Santa.com
Old man Santa’s in a brand new age
With a world-wide address and his own webpage
Got a high-tech computer with a million megabytes
Pickin’ it up with his global satellite
I’m sending it out http
You’ve gotta get this letter ASAP
I’m gonna e-mail Santa
I’m gonna e-mail Santa
I’m gonna e-mail Santa
I’m gonna e-mail Santa
I’m gonna e-mail Santa
Send my list to Santa.com
(Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way—)
I’m gonna e-mail Santa
I’m gonna e-mail Santa
I’m gonna e-mail Santa
I’m gonna e-mail Santa
I’m gonna e-mail Santa
Send my list to Santa.com
I’m gonna e-mail Santa
I’m gonna e-mail Santa
I’m gonna e-mail Santa
Santa.com, here I come
Santa.com, here I come
Santa.com, here I come
Santa.com, let Rudolph run
Santa.com, here I come
Santa.com, here I come
Santa.com, here I come
Santa.com, let Rudolph run
Santa.com, here I come
Santa.com, here I come
Santa.com, here I come
Santa.com, let Rudolph run