Santa Stole My Lady

My friends want to know how it came to be

That ooh, this holiday don't mean nothing to me

'Cause I caught Santa under my tree

He was flirting with my honey

Trying to take her from me

Hey don't be fooled by these fairy tales

Watch out or he could do this to someone else

He took my girl and he made me cry

And that's the way I feel about Christmastime

Oh, I wasn't dreaming, can't believe

I woke up to my woman kissing Santa not me

Before I could reach him, even think

He scooped away my honey up the chimney sweep

Hey don't be fooled by these fairy tales

Watch out or he could do this to someone else

He took my girl and he made me cry

And that's the way I feel about Christmastime

Better hide your mistletoe

Break out your fire hose

Better hold your ladies close

Or before you know

You'll be all alone

You'll be all alone