Twenty six miles, that's mpg
Santa's Catalina, is a' honkin' at me
Santa's Catalina.
he's got a car, no sleigh,
No sleigh, no sleigh, no sleigh..

Traded in his Dasher for a dash
Christmas eve trip, makes it in a flash
Bought it for a song, and five hundred cash, today

He gets good mileage, twenty six mpg
"Sixty Four" a classic machine
Red/green convertible, chrome bright and shiny
Santa makes a real cool Christmas scene..

High in the sky, he'll travel far
And only makes a stop to gas up on a star
You can hear his motor hum from where you are,
No sleigh, no sleigh, no sleigh, no sleigh.....

Twenty six miles, that's mpg
Santa's Catalina is a' honkin' at me
Santa's Catalina,
he drives a car, no sleigh,

Ain't holdin' no reins now, steerin' with one arm
Cruisin' around the world
He's added some class, this year to deliver
All the presents for the boys and girls

Reindeer in retirement, they're home with an elf
Got some fog lights to replace Rudolph,
This gives him time to play more golf,
No sleigh, no sleigh, no sleigh, no sleigh..

Twenty six miles, that's mpg
Santa's Catalina is a' honkin' at me
Santa's Catalina,
he drives a car, no sleigh, no sleigh,
No sleigh, no sleigh

Twenty six miles, that's mpg
Santa's Catalina is a' honkin' at me....

(Beep! Beep!)