Pop Thomas Ti
Once a Year

Today my mommy's cooking roasted turkey
And daddy got a Christmas tree alright
The family are singing carols
We're waiting for the magic of the night
I'll get my special gift; I'm full of cheer
Once a year

The pudding made of fig is on the table
My stocking's hanging on the fireplace
And red-hot coals are shining brightly
To tell me no time's left to mend my ways
But still I hope that Santa will be here
Once a year

At last the smell of milk and cookies worked out
It's time to add more wood and be prepared
Now he is coming down the chimney
His boots are burning and he must be scared
I hear him say this weakly "guess who's here"
Once a year

I hear him say this weakly "guess who's here"
Once a year

I've got his pants and now they are my trophy
They're added to the bag I snatched last time
He's taking to his heels half-naked
OK, I'll bring my camera next time
Oh, calling me a ho will cost him dear
Once a year