The Bobs - Too Many Santas lyrics

Bobs Too Many Santas Too Many Santas On every corner there's a man in a red suit Singing ho, ho, ho, (ho, ho) I don't think any of them really could be Santa But how am I gonna know? I saw a Santa and his woman on a Harley Riding really slow - so slow She's wearing fishnets and a pair of fur trimmed hot pants I hope it doesn't snow! Everywhere I go I'm seeing Too many Santas - they're makin' info-mercials Too many Santas - Yes, Virginia Too many Santas - and not enough Christmas Too many Santas Some guy in a padded costume at the office party Was trying to hit on my wife - uh oh! I grabbed his hat and beard and threw them in the fire Hey Santa, get a life Oops, the fat man was my supervisor Too many Santas - I'm working double shifts now Too many Santas - slinging burgers Too many Santas - and not enough Christmas Too many Santas Too many Santas - they're pillow packing posers Too many Santas - for Coca-Cola Too many Santas - and not enough Christmas Too many Santas