Lyrics

‘Twas a cold Christmas Eve, all the elves had gone home
Santa had packed up his sleigh
Mrs. Claus pet the reindeer and kissed Nick’s jolly nose
And the crew went dashing away
Ah one, two, three!

So she ripped off her itchy ugly Christmas sweater
Grabbed a bottle of red from the underground cellar
She took out her bun for the first time in ages
Made some prank calls from her yellow pages

It’s Christmas Eve for Mrs. Claus, Christmas Eve for Mrs. Claus
Anything is possible and that’s because it’s Christmas Eve for Mrs. Claus
She danced in the kitchen to Meghan the Stallion
She Googled the difference between chives and scallions
She ordered Chinese from the place down the river

It’s Christmas Eve, and who else would deliver?
It’s Christmas Eve for Mrs. Claus, Christmas Eve for Mrs. Claus
She’ll have eight egg rolls with extra duck sauce, on Christmas Eve for Mrs. Claus
She had a box of firecrackers that she lit in the driveway
Went streaking through the town singing Frank Sinatra’s “My Way”
Right as she ran past the folks at the diner
She slipped on the ice and got a bruise on her hiner

It’s Christmas Eve for Mrs. Claus, Christmas Eve for Mrs. Claus
Let’s see how far she can bend the laws on Christmas Eve for Mrs. Claus
Twelve hours later she awoke on the couch
To a cozy, warm, fuzzy, wet smooch on the mouth
She thought it was Santa but he was in the kitchen
This wouldn’t be the first time she made out with Blitzen
“How was your night?” Santa asked over eggs
And Mrs. Claus remembered all the scrapes on her legs
She said, “I had some fun and the limits were tested.”
But at least this year, I didn’t get arrested.”

Ho, Ho, Ho…
It’s Christmas Eve for Mrs. Claus
Christmas Eve for Mrs. Claus
Let’s see how far she can bend the laws
On Christmas Eve for Mrs. Claus
It’s Christmas Eve for Mrs. Claus
Christmas Eve for Mrs. Claus
Anything is possible and that’s because
It’s Christmas Eve for Mrs. Claus