Father Christmas, Do Not Touch Me - The Goodies

At twelve o’clock on Christmas Eve, she tiptoed up the stairs

She stood beneath the mistletoe and combed her silken hair

Then Santa Claus slipped down the flue and caught her unawares

And this is what she said, Ohhhhhhhh

Father Christmas do not touch me, Father Christmas do not touch me

Father Christmas do not touch me, as she stood beneath the mistletoe

«Oh my name is Father Christmas» he informed her as he met her

She said «Good grief, it’s seven years since I sent you a letter!»

He said «I can’t stand little girls, BIGGER ONES ARE BETTER!!»

And this is what she said, Ohhhhhhhh

Father Christmas do not touch me, Father Christmas do not touch me

Father Christmas do not touch me, as she stood beneath the mistletoe

Father Christmas do not touch …, Father Christmas do not touch …

Father Christmas do not touch …, as she stood beneath the mistletoe

Father Christmas do not …, Father Christmas do not …

Father Christmas do not …, as she stood beneath the mistletoe

Father Christmas do …, Father Christmas do …

Father Christmas do …, as she stood beneath the mistletoe

Father Christmas …, Father Christmas …, Father Christmas!!!

As she stood beneath the mistletoe

Father …, Father …, FATHER!!!

As she stood beneath the mistletoe

Faaa …, Faaa …, FAAA !!!

As she stood beneath the mistletoe

He’s a most immoral Santa, he’s a most immoral Santa,

He’s a most immoral Santa, as she stood beneath the mistletoe