Here I am, Ol' Saint Nick
In the North Pole Olympics
The One Hundred Meter Dash

Gun fires, time to go
I let out a "Ho Ho Ho"
Then I speed off in a flash whoah

(And I hope) that I will win the first prize
(A lifetime) supply of tasty mince pies
(What a treat) But I am running a race against my elves
Against my elves oh yeah

I have won, everything
including the javalin
Each event I have enjoyed

But if I lose this one
Elves will spend chrismas at home
Cause they will be unemployed whoah

(And I hope) that I will win the first prize
(A lifetime) supply of tasty mince pies
(What a treat) But I am running a race against my elves
Against my elves oh yeah

Woah, Whoah

(But I tripped) this just isn't any fun
(Why the hell) Were my shoe laces undone?
(Elves have won) And I have lost the race against my elves
Against my Elves oh yeah