Dreamin' of Santa Lyrics

Wigz on the move,

Beanz in control,

Florida rhythm

That lights up your soul.

Stockings hung,

Lights on the shore,

Holiday vibes

We can't ignore.

Can ya feel the spark?

(Can ya?)

It's that time of year.

Beanz sniffs the stockings,

Wigglez slaps her rear.

Since Thanksgiving,

They've been digging.

(So. damn hard.)

All their loudest toys are armed,

Better watch your step, Santa.

Ya might trigger their

squeaky alarms

Cookies are bakin',

Scents hit the air,

The city's alive,

Magic everywhere.

Whole city glows,

Such a wonderful place.

Lights, trees, and dreams,

Beanz drops the bass!

(oh, yes queen!)

(Drop it Beanz!)

They're chasing the cat,

Ornaments on the floor,

While dreaming of Santa

And the gifts galore.

Wigglez winks at Beanz,

Not making a peep,

Will they meet Santa

Or drift off to sleep?

Checking the chimney,

Sniffin' the air.

(Where is he?)

Wigz circles the tree,

It's that time of year..

The clock ticks for awhile,

So they dance in the nude.

Will Santa get dogpiled?

Don't wanna get sued.

Lights, trees, and dreams,

Such a magical place.

(Whew Beany Baby!)

Our queen drops the bass!

Dreaming of Santa,

All the gifts galore.

Chasing the cat,

Tree to the floor…

Wigz winks at Beanz,

Not making a sound,

Cuddled up cozy

As they lay down.

Sun rises,

Wrapping paper torn,

Stockings stuffed,

Christmas morn.

Squeaky toys squeal,

Tails spinning fast,

Santa delivered,

Better than the last.

Lights, trees, and dreams,

Beanz drops the bass!

Beanz and Wigglez

Festive to the core,

Next year's countdown

Begins once more!