Back Door Santa

They call me the Back Door Santa I make my runs about the break of day They call me the Back Door Santa I make my runs about the break of day I make all the little girls happy While the boys are out to play I ain't like the old Saint Nick He don't come but once a year I ain't like the old Saint Nick He don't come but once a year I come runnin' with my presents Every time they call me dear I keep some change in my pocket, in case the children are Home I give 'em a few pennies so that we can be alone I leave the back door open so if anybody smells a mouse And wouldn't old Santa be in trouble if there ain't no Chimney in the house They call me the Back Door Santa I make my runs about the break of day I make all the little girls happy While all the boys are out to play They call me the Back Door Santa Yeah, that's what they call me They call me the Back Door Santa Yeah, that's what they call me --- Back Door Santa - B.B. King