What's the matter with the holiday spirit?
(Don't you still believe in St. Nick?)
Maybe you don't care about Christmas, baby
(Welcome back, good old St. Nick!
Where has the feeling gone right now, honey?
You can't get no gifts if you don't spend some money!)
Everybody's talking about Kriss Kringle, funny
But he's still Santa Claus to me

What's the matter with the North Pole, baby?
(Don't you know that it's too, too cold?)
Do you think that nobody lives there?
(You must say that I'm just too old
To still believe in these Christmas stories
And that life's too short to still share those glories)
Rudolph, red sleigh, and eight flying reindeer
He's still Santa Claus to me

Oh, nobody cares what you see in the papers
Not unless there's a holiday sale
You can read all you want, you'll be lucky if you help
Homeless people and those in jail
And don't say "Bah, Humbug!"

My little girl wants a new dollhouse
And my son wants a racing set
(A basketball, football, baseball glove
DVDs, videocassettes!
Maybe for the grownups, some cable TV
A convertible and an SUV!)
December 25th, flying all around the globe
He's still Santa Claus to me

(Hit it, Elves!)

(saxophone solo)

Ooh...What's the matter with the list you're writing?
(Can't you think of anything now?)
I can't find enough time for shopping
(If I could, then I'd be done by now!
And don't forget the other ones, honey
You should buy their gifts with some of your money
December 25th, flying all around the globe
He's still Santa Claus to me

Everybody's talking about Kriss Kringle, funny
But he's still Santa Claus to me

Ho ho ho!