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Mrs. Santa

Mark Brine
Mark Brine


Written by: Mark Brine
Mrs. Santa ... no one ever sings her praise ...
All you hear ‘bout’s ole St. Nick when it comes around t’ the holidays
1. Yes, no one ever thinks about how thru-out all’a the rest’a the year
She slaves to pamper that jolly ole man ... that we call, Mr. Santa, dear
Chorus (1st line only)
2. Mendin’ his socks, ‘n cookin’ his meals, even doin’ that
chubby ole fat man’s clothes
Workin’ in the toy shop, helpin’ them elves ... even polishin’-up
ole Rudolph’s nose ... yeah ...
3. Yes, over ‘n over with each passin’ Yuletide season of
given ‘n takin’ alike
Mrs. Claus ... she never says a word ... she just goes on with her
duties ‘n doin’, despite ...
4. But, hey, just like the cookies that ya leave for Nick
There is a little somethin’ you can do for her
Just give a big hug ‘n a kiss t’ your mom
Who, just like her, does the same all year ...
©1990 Mark Brine Music (BMI)

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