| Now everybody’s heard of Mrs. Santa Claus
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| Everybody knows she’s Santa’s wife
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| Every Christmas Eve, she sits up all alone
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| An' waits till he gets home again all right
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| He says, «Don't you cry or worry, Mrs. Santa Claus
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| After all these years, the reindeer know their way
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| You know ho-ho I love you, Mrs. Santa Claus
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| An' I’ll be home before it’s Christmas day»
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| Now all the elves that make the toys for Santa Claus
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| Spend their one night off the whole year long
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| Singin' songs and dancin' 'round the Christmas tree
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| Fillin' Mrs. Santa Claus with cheer
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| Singin', «Don't you cry or worry, Mrs. Santa Claus
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| After all these years, the reindeer know their way
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| You know ho-ho we love you, Mrs. Santa Claus
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| An' Santa will be home on Christmas day»
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| Well, if you ever think of Mrs. Santa Claus
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| Sitting by herself on Christmas Eve
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| Maybe you could write a special Christmas card
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| To help poor Mrs. Santa Claus believe
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| Sayin', «Don't you cry or worry, Mrs. Santa Claus
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| After all these years, the reindeer know their way
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| You know ho-ho we love you, Mrs. Santa Claus
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| Santa will be home on Christmas day»
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| «You know ho-ho we love you, Mrs. Santa Claus
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| And Santa will be home on Christmas day» |