Gold streaks in his white beard orange spots on his red suit
Santa's on the beach without the sea
No more filthy raindeer no more dingy chimney shoots
Teeth white as the northern star it's his epiphany
Vacation time for santa is nigh, deep red eyes he's feeling so high
Bathing in the Rays of his own hot white heat
'Laxing on the ground he's having fun
In the summer sand the snow melts off his feet, light obscures his eyes Santa's won