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Santa looked in the mirror one day, he didn’t like what he saw (he said)

This red suit makes me look like an apple, and I think I could use a bra

So he picked up the phone and he placed call to this elf he knew in the Bronx

Who knows a guy, that knows a guy who can get you what you want

Took some measurements and in a couple weeks, they put a new glow on Santa’s cheeks, oh yeah

 

Santa’s got a sharkskin suit, Santa’s got a sharkskin suit

Wearing size 12 eel skin boots, and a chain to look real zoot

With his pinky ring he’s the big daddy-o

The Jersey girls screamin’ HO HO HO

Look out cats, Santa’s new sharkskin suit

 

So he flew right back to the northern pole, just to show off his new threads

With a small detour at a beauty salon for a pompadour to add some cred

Mrs Claus ‘bout lost her mind, “My god Papa what did you do?”

He said relax baby for you blow your top and lets see what’s in the bag for you

Then he shaved off his beard, but he left the burns, now ya outta see ol’ lady Claus squirm, oh yeah

 

Santa’s got a sharkskin suit, Santa’s got a sharkskin suit

You don’t have to be astute, to see the chicks think he’s way more cute

Mrs. Claus is being very nice, this year Christmas is coming twice

Look out cats, Santa’s new sharkskin suit

 

Santa’s got a sharkskin suit, Santa’s got a sharkskin suit

This new look was overdue, can’t remember when he felt so cool

He’s a mean motor scooter, the big daddy-o

A look so hot he could melt the snow

Look out man, Santa’s new sharkskin suit

Santa’s new sharkskin suit, Santa’s new sharkskin suit!