Christmas Eve is coming soon Now you dear old man Whisper what you'll bring to me Tell me if you can Alvin: When the clock is striking twelve When I'm fast asleep Down the chimney broad and black With your pack you'll creep All the stockings you will find Hanging in a row Mine will be the shortest one You'll be sure to know Dave: Alvin wants a pair of skates Alvin: Right! Dave: Simon wants a sleigh Simon: Yes indeed. Dave: Theodore a picture book Yellow, blue, and red