It's time for bed on Christams Eve

But we still want to stay awake

We're listening for Santa and his reindeer

For any sound that they might make

We've heard that Santa is coming...

That like magic...he soon will appear

So we're listening for jingling bells

And the taps of prancing reindeer

We can't wait to hear our wrapped presents

Crinkle when pulled from his bag

And we hope our presents are lots of fun

More fun than we've ever had!

How we wish we could stay up to see him!

But Mom and Dad are being quite mean!!

They say that we still have to go to bed

That Santa will come while we dream

So we've left him some milk and some cookies

And we've kissed our parents goodnight

But we'll just pretend to be sleeping

While we listen for Santa tonight

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