At this time, we're gonna move over into another groove.
Everybody's talking about jazz and poetry.
That happens to be the big thing right now.
But about 1955, I did one,
which was really the biggest to me.
And I don't know nothing about jazz and poetry.
All I know it was called entertainment.
And it was a little thing I called a bebop Santa Claus.
T'was the black before Christmas,
and all through the path,
the scene was very deserted,
except for old moms,
old moms, and dads.
And there they sat hung in their big, easy chair.
They was goofed off eggnog,
sherry, and a wee taste of beer.
Sis and little juniors, they lied snoozing in bed,
while visions of Mark Twelves danced through their head.
So old pops told mom, said,
look, baby,
we better make it to bed.
Because we really can't let Santa dig us
with our eyes all red.
And just then out on the stoop,
ooh wee, such a clatter,
old pops he eased to the porthole
to see what was the matter.
Now, his heart did the jumps,
and my man fell straight back
when his glimmers fell on a red-catted light.
And stashed in front,
there was a cat he was cool as any with a red beaver hat and a red cashmere benny
now he wore a red on red shirt and a white mink tie
and he wore some new kind of eyeglasses that did not cover but one pure natural eye
now his ground pads they were red suede shoes
and his red tweed vine caused him some real heavy new york dudes
now pops he was wigging and he was about out his head because he really didn't dig this cat that
was wearing all this red so up to the rooftop they marked for flu and my man in red he just
did some of that new york twist right on
he said jim i'm the bebop santa and i'm from the cool north pole and i have been known since the
days of old i'm known from here to eternity so you got to be very square if you don't dig me
so cast our peoples into my bag and see what righteous objects i am going to lay on thee
well first here's a mink coat and some of that oh for the ladies some of
that's
chanel number five and for all the down cats in here a brand new book on the jive
well that's it old santa did shout and then he buttoned up his crazy cashmere and he quickly
cut out and just then from below he heard a voice shout have a real crazy christmas but don't get
knocked out
thank you