Sympathy for the Santa (Rolling Stones parody)

Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man all dressed in red
White fur trim, black leather boots
A stocking cap on my head

I come around when Jesus Christ
Celebrates his date of birth
That's me coming down your chimney
Despite my ample girth

Pleased to meet you
I hope you guess my name
But what's confusing you
Is that I smell like candy canes

Got a crib at the North Pole
A garage just for my sled
Workshop out back for making toys
It’s all made of gingerbread

I take flight, each year on Christmas night
Rudy’s nose so bright, keeps us flying right

Pleased to meet you
I hope you guess my name
But what's confusing you
Is that I smell like candy canes

That was me, round your Christmas tree
With a sack of toys, for good girls and boys
If you shout out “Hey, why no gifts for me?”
That's just because, you were so naughty

Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man all dressed in red
Prowling ‘round your living room
While sugarplums dance in your head

Pleased to meet you
I hope you guess my name
But what's confusing you
Is that I smell like candy canes

Oh, yeah Get down Rudy!
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Pleased to meet you
I hope you guess my name
But what's perplexing you
Is that I smell like candy canes

Just as every elf is a toymaker
And all my deer can fly
Like a hound can smell, this elf can tell
Who’s been naughty, and who’s been nice

So, if you want your Christmas presents
and your days merry and bright
Lend a hand to your fellow man
And don’t you cuss and fight

Pleased to meet you
Have a candy cane!
You can call me Santa Claus
‘Cause Christmas is my game

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