#santaclara Songtext
von Emily Roberts

To all the mothers, ladies, Christmas cookie bakers
To all the daughters, ma′ams, the girls and Christmas makers
We all salute you, Santa Clara's here for justice
Christmas is nothing without us, so let us run this

Whoa, oh
You′re the best, you are the best and we love you so
Whoa, oh
You're the best, you are the best and we love you so

How come that every year a mister gets the fame?
When all the work is done by women in his name?
There's something wrong ain′t it, there′s something wrong
Santa Clara's here to change it!

To all the gorgeous grannies and the pudding haters
To all the sisters, dads, the sons and Christmas makers


Just come with us and let us sing out loud for justice
Christmas will suck without us, so let′s run this.

Whoa, oh
You're the best, you are the best and we love you so
Whoa, oh
You′re the best, you are the best and we love you so

It's time for us to change this stupid old school game
A whole new era Santa Clara′s gonna reign
There's something coming ain't it, we′re up and running
And we′re finally gonna change it

Who's got all the bling-bling? Santa Clara!
Who buys all the fly things? Santa Clara!
Who takes care of all the stuff? Santa Clara!
And who′s spreading mad love? Santa Clara!

Santa Clara