Surabaya-Santa Songtext / Lyric

JESSICA

I was just seventeen when you rode into town

Just a girl full of fantasies and longings

I saw you, I knew I had to be with you

And you looked in my eyes

And you asked me my name

And I trembled before you like a baby

And gently, I kissed you

(Who could resist you?)

You took me heart and soul!



And before I had a chance to take control

We retired to your palace on the Pole

Where we only have ourselves

And the reindeer and the elves

And a lot of things we've never said

About the life I could have led

If I had had the sense to stay away






But, here we are, Nick

And so, Nick

I know it's time for you to go, Nick

I know by now I'll never claim you for my own

I've been resigned to spend my Christmases alone

And so, au revoir, Nick

It's grand, Nick

I don't pretend to understand, Nick

I saw you look at Blitzen long and lovingly

The way you used to look at me



I have sat twenty years in this draughty retreat

As the latest in the line of "Mrs. Claus"-es

I've sat here and wondered what you want from me

But you sit by yourself on the couch in the den

And you watch "Miracle on 34th Street"

You get sad and dreamy

Can't even see me

Won't even say "Hello!"



Now you tell me that it's time for you to go

Sling your sack upon your back and "Ho-ho-ho!"

And what matters most of all

Is to sit inside some mall

And you'll never think of me

While I am pining by the tree

But never mind, I will survive when you are gone!



I set you free, Nick

Goodbye, Nick!

Go drive your reindeer through the sky, Nick

I don't suppose you'd ever want me by your side

I know you now, you want a plaything - not a bride!

So on your way, Nick!

Shalom, Nick!

Don't feel a need to hurry home, Nick -

Should I need comfort in a cold and bitter storm,

I've got the elves to keep me warm.



Nick? Nick! I didn't mean it - I'm just going crazy all cooped up in here!

Oh, Nick - please take me with you - please! I'm your wife, dammit!

Is there one ounce of human decency buried beneath those layers of fat?

You disgust me. (She spits) Oh, it's so easy to judge, isn't it?

Deciding who's naughty and who's nice! Who died and left you God, Mr. Claus?



But never mind, Nick!

Okay, Nick -

I hate to keep you from your sleigh, Nick.

When you return, I will be many miles away

I'll have my lawyer call your lawyer New Year's Day!

That's all for me, Nick!

Gangway, Nick!

I'll miss you less than I can say, Nick.

Have fun with all the little boys along your route -

I'll get the mansion and the factory, to boot!

I will not wait until the snow beneath me thaws -

I will escape

Your Santa Claws!