Rudolph! Hey Rudolph wake up, it's Christmas again
Ooooh Christmas! I'm ready
Daddy Christmas, Daddy Cool, Daddy Christmas Red hot and Blue
Daddy Christmas, a fat St Nicholas
Daddy Christmas we love you
The fattest Santa of them all
You're like the opposite of small
Standing wider than you're tall
In the grotto in the mall
In your shiny Santa boots
And your big red Santa suit
In the polystyrene snow
Beneath the plastic mistletoe
It's so good to have you back
With your whiskers and your sack
With your trousers round your feet
Who's the wrinkly with the cotton wool face?
Stuck up the chimney with the after 8's
Cream and chocolate all over his chin
And in his pocket there's a bottle of gin
Who's the fatso in the back of the cab?
Falling in and out of consciousness Dad
Daddy Christmas we love you
Who's the wrinkly with the cotton wool face?
Stuck up the chimney with the After Eights
This is the only time that he's ever seen
It's not Cliff Richard and it's not the queen
Who's been playing every Christmas parade
Dancing naked to the music of Slade
Who could crush you with the weight of his gut
The earth starts moving when he's shaking his butt
Jingle bell jingle bell jingle bell rock
Who's the daddy on Top of the Pops?
Who's the Santa, who's the papa Noel
Who keeps his reindeer in a reindeer hotel\