The sticks were in hand
Hats on their heads
All waiting for Dora
To lead them onward

They played through the night
For those who would listen
Then all of a sudden
They heard someone whistle

When above from the roof top
They heard something shatter
Eight reindeer and Santa
Making a hell'ava clatter

Then off did they run
They jumped in their sacks
Santa had arrived
Bringing toys in his pack

They dreamed of harddrives,
key boards, and mousepads
Faster computers
They wanted them bad

The last thing they heard
As Santa flew out of sight
Was a
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL
AND TO DORA'S BAND A GOOD NIGHT

And if you all listen
I know what you'd hear
Dora wishing you a Merry Christmas
And Lotsa Doublclicking next year