When I was a child I used to wonder How Santa put my toys under the tree I said, "Momma can you tell me how this can be?" When there ain't no chimneys in the projects? (Ain't no chimneys in the projects) Not in the ghetto (Ain't no chimneys in the projects) Momma sat me down and said "Baby Santa Clause does magic things As soon as you're asleep a chimney will appear And in the morning you will see all he brings Don't you worry that their ain't no chimney's in the projects" (Ain't no chimneys in the projects) Not in the ghetto (Ain't no chimneys in the projects) Not in the projects Now I'm all grown and I see It was the ? that got that magic dime But Momma now I know, that you were the one There ain't no chimneys in the projects Not in the ghetto Ain't no chimneys in the projects Momma was the one It was Momma Momma Momma