Mrs. Claus is Waiting

By: Santa Fee

Well Santa where are you tonight

The hour is growing late

You promised me you’d be home early

So why do here alone I sit and wait

I’m all powdered and I’m perfumed

Let the elves all take an early night

Figuring you could drop your toys off early

Be back well before the morning light

Now I wore my sexy, red fleece long Johns

That I bought especially just for you

So where the heck are you Santa?

Mrs. Claus is really starting to get blue

I even put on your favorite music

The one “Here Comes Santa Claus”

I’m glad one of us is coming Santa

I thinking you may be breaking naughty laws

You’ve been down one too many chimneys

Ladies wanting to ride your North Pole

To think I turned down a visit by Jack Frost

And give him more than just a piece of coal

Hold on what’s that red glow in the sky

Yes that’s his jingle, clatter and roar

Okay Santa if I smell cheap perfume

My rolling pin will make you good and sore…