Lyrics
Simon:
Guys, guys! Alvin's coming any minete!
Santa won't return his calls, so he wants
To use you to get Santa's attention!
So just play along, after the song, I'll need one
Of you to call and pretend you're Santa!
The Boys Choir of Harlem:
You got it!
Theodore:
Quiet! Here he comes!
Alvin:
Gentlemen!
The Boys Choir of Harlem:
Hey, Alvin!
Alvin:
So, guys, sing really loud, okay?
Like you're trying to get someone's attention
Who's really, really far away!
Boy:
Like the North Pole?
Alvin:
Exactly! Anyway, time's a-wasting!
The Boys Choir of Harlem:
It's a very, merry Christmas
With lots and lots of hugs
I hope Santa's got my letter
'Cause the mailman just got mugged
Oh, we don't have a chimney
Our apartment's six flights up
If Santa Claus is out of shape
We'll be out of luck
It's that time of the year again
Santa's making his rounds
He's parking his sleigh by the old subway
'Cause it's Christmas time, it's Christmas time
It's Christmas time, uptown, uptown
The weather's getting chilly
It's cold as the old North Pole
But it's hot as a dickens in our kitchen
'Cause Mamma's cooking soul
Oh, chitlins, ham hocks, black eyed peas
Corn bread piled up high
There's collard greens and buttered beans
And sweet potato pie
It's that time of the year again
Santa's making his rounds
He's parking his sleigh by the old subway
'Cause it's Christmas time, it's Christmas time
It's Christmas time, uptown, uptown
Alvin:
Can ya feel it?
The Boys Choir of Harlem:
What?
Alvin:
The Christmas season
Three below zero and I'm freezing
Keep it in mind, that I've been good this time
I think I hear the sleigh bells chime
So sing it louder, if you can
And make a million Chipmunks
The Chipmunks & The Boys Choir of Harlem:
Slam!
Alvin:
And let the whole World know what's going down
The Chipmunks & The Boys Choir of Harlem:
It's Christmas time, uptown! (uh-yeah!)
The Boys Choir of Harlem:
It's that time of the year again
Santa's making his rounds
He's parking his sleigh by the old subway
'Cause it's Christmas time, it's Christmas time
It's Christmas time, uptown, uptown
Christmas uptown, uptown, uptown
Christmas uptown, uptown, uptown
Alvin:
Hello? Why, it's Santa!
Yes! It worked!
I-I mean, uh, may I speak with him?
Boy as Santa:
Alvin, if you want me to consider your list.
You have to do chores for each member of the boys choir.
Alvin:
But, Santa! There's a lot of these guys!
Boy as Santa:
Now, now, Alvin.
That's the spirit of Christmas.
Theodore:
Yeah, Alvin, remember.
It's better to give than to receive!
Boy as Santa:
Merry Christmas, Alvin!
Boy:
Alvin, could you make a dinner for my mother, tomorrow night?
Boy #2 (Alvin):
Alvin, the lady next-door broke her leg.
And she'll need somebody (hold on, hold on!)
To pick up her groceries.
Boy #3:
The senior citizens club needs their tree trimmed.
Alvin:
I can only write so fast!
Boy #4:
Oh, and Alvin, could you round up some extra blankets for the homeless?
Boys:
Alvin! (multiple chattering)
Alvin:
One at a time, one at a time!
Could we just slow down to warp speed?
I can't hear everyone at once! Quiet!
I'm only one Chipmunk!