Do you remember the time   When you realized   Father Christmas was just a lie      How could it be true   They've been lying to you   And you just wanted to die      And ever since that crusial day   Your Christmas-feeling has gone away   But don't be sad   Have no fear   I'll take you into Christmas-mood this year      Let me be your Father Christmas tonight (tonight)   Klippety-klopp   Ding-dong (ding-dong marrily on high)   Feels all right   Let's make love behind the Christmas-tree   Where nobody sees us   Hooray, hooray It's the birthday of Jesus      I will bring you presents   I will give you hugs   You can serve me porridge, you can serve me "gløgg"   And I promise you that stars will shine   When Father Christmas takes you from behind      Let me be your Father Christmas tonight (tonight)   Klippety-klopp   Ding-dong (ding-dong marrily on high)   Feels all right   Let's make love behind the Christmas-tree   Where nobody sees us   Hooray, hooray It's the birthday of Jesus      ''Rap'':   Jingle jingle ho ho   Father Christmas says hello   You know what I'd like girl   I'd like to boom you into my sack   And bring you on to my sledge   Fly you all the way to the North-pole   Yeah   We can build us selves a huge igloo   Where we can make love   And raise kids   Aha   Small Christmas children   Dressed in red   We'll have a merry, merry Christmas   The whole year through   Yeah      Let me be your Father Christmas tonight (tonight)   Klippety-klopp   Ding-dong (ding-dong marrily on high)   It feels all right   Let's make love behind the Christmas-tree   Where nobody sees us   Hooray, hooray It's the birthday of Jesus   Hooray, hooray It's the birthday of Jesus