Squirrel Nut Zippers - Indian Giver lyrics
[Squirrel Nut Zippers - Indian Giver lyrics]
Who lives across town
Every year when Christmas rolls around
He gives me my Christmas presents
In a paper sack
Two hours later he wants it back
He's an Indian Giver!
I ran to my momma I was hollerin' and crying
She sent me to my poppa and I ain't lying
He gave me some advice it sounded all right
But, you know that he took
It back later that night
He's an Indian Giver!
Gonna write Santy Claus a valentine
Please Santy Claus won't you be mine?
When you bring around the presents
In a 'leven foot sack
Please Mr santy don't take 'em back!
Don't be no Indian Giver!
Santa, is it really you? Why, yes
I've been waiting for you all night, and look
At all these presents! Are they for me
Santa?
HO HO hooold on a minute now boy i done check
My list twice and you don't get no presents
What list? Don't tell me
You're takin' them back!
How 'bout this nice lump of coal?
Don't tell me you're an indian giver!
(cries) hO HO HO
Not Santa