Ben Rogers - Let's Go Fartin in a Santa Suit Lyrics

Mommy... I think Santa tooted...

WELLLLLLLLL

Let's go fartin in a Santa suit, Santa suit, Santa suit
Let's go fartin in a Santa suit and have us a real good time

My suit is red, my boots are black, I got a big, white beard
Last night I ate a piece of fish that looked a little weird
These kids think I'm a Rockstar, a huge line at the mall
Ho Ho Ho, my bowels are growling, crop dusting them all - HEYYYYY

Let's go fartin in a Santa suit, Santa suit, Santa suit
Let's go fartin in a Santa suit and have us a real good time

I'll stink up all your chimneys - And mustard bomb your tree
It smells, like an autopsy, when kids sit on my knee!
On Christmas eve, you're sleepin - I'll rip one on your head
I'll even sneak in next to you, and DUTCH OVEN YOUR BED! - HEYYYY

Let's go fartin in a Santa suit, Santa suit, Santa suit
Let's go fartin in a Santa suit and have us a real good time

I'll deck the halls with air biscuits, a healthy methane dose
I'll cornhole clap & colon bowl on Rudolph's bright red nose
So here comes Mr. Santa Claus, I'm landing on your roof
I might dip in your bathroom if my toots turn into poop - HEYYYYY

Let's go fartin in a Santa suit, Santa suit, Santa suit
Let's go fartin in a Santa suit and have us a real good time

Some farts are big, some farts are small
Some farts do not smell at all
It's Christmas time and here's your gift
I'm bending over and letting one RIPPPP!

Let's go fartin in a Santa suit, Santa suit, Santa suit
Let's go fartin in a Santa suit and have us a real good time

Ho Ho Ho... My bad...