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I found the brains of Santa Claus
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Underneath my bed
They were in a pickle jar
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I wonder if he's dead.
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Oh, they smell like dried up tuna
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And look more gray than red
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I found the brains of Santa Claus
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I'll bet you that he's dead.
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Yes, he still may have a jelly belly
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And a big white bushy beard
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But without that gray stuff in his head
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He would act kind of weird
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I found the brains of Santa Claus
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His wife may want them back
I'd send them to her C.O.D.
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The ZIP codes all I lack
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They really aren't much use to me
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'Cept serve them as a snack
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I found the brains of Santa Claus
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It's strange but it's a fact
Musical interlude - verse
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Yes, he still may have a jelly belly
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And a big white bushy beard
F
But without that gray stuff in his head
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He would act kind of weird
Eb
I found the brains of Santa Claus
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Underneath my bed
They were in a pickle jar
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I wonder if he's dead.
Ab Eb
Oh, they smell like dried up tuna
Bb Eb
And look more gray than red
Eb
I found the brains of Santa Claus
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I hope he isn't dead.
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