Joan Jett & The Blackhearts Little Drummer Boy
Come, they told me, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom, the newborn King you'll see, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom. Our finest gifts we bring, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom, to lay before the King, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom, so to honor him, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom, when we come. Little baby, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom, I am a poor boy too, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom, I have no gift to bring, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom, that fit to give our King, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom, so to honor him, pa-romp-pa-pom-pom, I'll play my drum. Come, they.... Little baby....