Fourteen feet tall, and glassy and pale, and covered in I don't know who he was or he was, the question was moot I laid in bed, too to speak, and watched him watch me There was no sound but the outside and the leaves in the breeze, oh He lit a and said, "Your chimney's a bitch." I said, "Are you old Claus?" And he said, "You wish," yeah yeah yeah That's when the party started as far as I I a hold of it and never let go And if I saw it well then maybe so Oh, whoa, etc... Later that year, I to god, it happened again, oh I was out camping with my baby and a of friends, oh As we fell I know I saw a light in the east, oh Spinning around and colors with a weird humming sound, oh As it got close I my sleeping bag rise from the ground, oh we woke up I was yards from the fire Eyes shut, and buried to my waist That's the party started as far as I know I grabbed a hold of it and let go And if I saw it well maybe it's so Oh, whoa, etc... I know I know I know I I saw him again I was out walking my dog and he me home, oh Fourteen feet fall, a pinstripe suit and the same shadow, oh He was for several weeks and then he vanished again, oh I really don't know what to think after twenty-three The real thing I ever learned is: Maybe it is, if it has so appeared That's when the started-- I a hold of it and-- And if I saw it well, then... Oh, whoa, etc...