Harry Connick The Happy Elf текст песни, слова песни The Happy Elf Harry Connick
Harry Connick - The Happy Elf
Ev'ry week of the month
And ev'ry month of the year
He's got us making presents
And I'm happy
Ev'ry girl and boy
Gets their own kind of toy
We like to fill 'em with joy
We're workin' over time
To make 'em happy
Then on Christmas eve
We jump on big red's sleigh
We don't miss a chimney
On our jolly way
We won't stop until
Every kid gets a fill
Of Santa's brand of good will
The thrill of spilling cheer
Just makes us happy
So, if you've been good yourself
You might see the happy elf
Stop by your house and make
You very happy
The happy elf
I'm the happy elf
I'm the happy elf and I just might stop on by
The happy elf
I'm the happy elf
I'm the happy elf and I just might stop on by
I'm Santa's spy!
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