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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Straight No Chaser
Straight No Chaser
Performer
Michael Itkoff
Michael Itkoff
Vocals
Ryan Ahlwardt
Ryan Ahlwardt
Vocals
Charlie Mechling
Charlie Mechling
Vocals
Dan Ponce
Dan Ponce
Vocals
David Roberts
David Roberts
Vocals
Jerome Collins
Jerome Collins
Vocals
Michael Luginbill
Michael Luginbill
Vocals
Mike Itkoff
Mike Itkoff
Vocals
Randy Stine
Randy Stine
Vocals
Seggie Isho
Seggie Isho
Vocals
Steve Morgan
Steve Morgan
Vocals
Walter Chase
Walter Chase
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Setzer
Brian Setzer
Songwriter
Straight No Chaser
Straight No Chaser
Arranger
Richard Gregory
Richard Gregory
Arranger
Deke Sharon
Deke Sharon
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Straight No Chaser
Straight No Chaser
Producer
Chip Reardin
Chip Reardin
Engineer
Dave Weber
Dave Weber
Mixing Engineer
Criag Kallman
Criag Kallman
Executive Producer
Steve Lunt
Steve Lunt
Executive Producer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Deke Sharon
Deke Sharon
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hey Santa
Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa
Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa
Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa
[Verse 2]
When are you going to Atlanta?
Can I hitch a ride with you, old man?
'Cause my gal lives in Dixieland
[Verse 3]
Santa don't bring me any toys
Just bring my baby and a bottle of joy
Maybe just a taste for Uncle Roy
We all know Santa is a good ol' boy
[Verse 4]
Could you bring along a bottle of Peppermint Schnapps?
'Cause Randawg here is really tops
I got no time for holiday shops
'Cause I got a band that's really hot
[Verse 5]
Well, Santa don't bring me any toys
Just bring my baby and a bottle of joy
Maybe just a taste for Uncle Roy
We all know Santa is a good ol' boy
[Verse 6]
Hey Santa
Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa
Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa
Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa
[Verse 7]
When are you going to Atlanta?
Can I hitch a ride with you, old man?
'Cause my gal lives in Dixieland
[Verse 8]
Don't wanna leave my comfy cozy
But my baby's lips are hot and rosy
What's my name, now ain't you nosey
I'd like a little kiss now, I suppose-y
[Verse 9]
Hot buttered rum, hot buttered rum
When you hear me hollering that
You'd better come
Seven come eleven, seven come eleven
Baby, just died and gone to Heaven
[Verse 10]
(Hot buttered rum, hot buttered rum) Make that a double
(When you hear me hollering that)
(You'd better come) Come on now
(Seven come eleven, seven come eleven) Alright
(Baby, just died and gone to Heaven)
[Verse 11]
Hey Santa
Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa
Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa
Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa
[Verse 12]
When are you going to Atlanta?
Can I hitch a ride with you, old man?
'Cause my gal lives in Dixieland
[Verse 13]
Come on, come on, come on
(Hey Santa) C'mon, Santa
(Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa) Let's go
(Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa) Yeah
(Hey Santa, hey Santa, hey Santa) Swing it, boy
[Verse 14]
(Why don't we swing by Indiana?)
Can I hitch a ride with you, old man?
('Cause my gal lives in Dixieland) 'Cause I gotta see my baby
[Verse 15]
Hey, can I hitch a ride with you, old man?
(My gal lives in Dixieland)
(Can I hitch a ride with you, old man?)
'Cause my gal lives in Dixieland
(Yeah)
Written by: Brian Setzer
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