Back at the workshop, I’m helpin’ after hours
Stringing up tinsel and gettin’ cookies powdered,
Santa’s in his office burnin’ midnight oil,
But it’s not for him that I’m in here toilin’
Then she steps in, she’s a vision in heels,
I wonder if she knows how she makes me feel.
She said, “Take a break, come sample my batch,”
They’re just cookies, but her tone makes my brain crash.

And when she bends for the cookie tray,
I can’t help but want to ride her sleigh!

Mrs. Claus has got it goin’ on,
She makes me think this eggnog’s way too strong
Santa, I’m sorry; While you’re out bringin’ glee,
I’ve lit my own Yule Log, I got the hots for Mrs. Claus.

Her too-sweet voice sings carols, naughty in her eyes;
The way she wears those thigh-highs got me actin’ unwise
She helps him check his lists, wrist doing tricks,
I can’t stop thinkin’ about how that apron fits.
“Naughty, nice, naughty, nice,” I can relate;
Then she licks a little frosting off her fingertip—wait—
I choke on my cocoa, my cover might be blown;
I’m losing my composure in her winter wonder home.

I know I must be nice to stay on Santa’s crew,
But she’s posed under mistletoe; I don’t know what to do!

Mrs. Claus has got it goin’ on,
She makes me think this eggnog’s way too strong
Santa, I’m sorry; While you’re out bringin’ glee,
I’ve lit my own Yule Log, I got the hots for Mrs. Claus.

Mrs. Claus, slip a little naughty to me,
I’m a handy helper, heck, I work for treats..
I swear I’ve been behaved… (that’s a lie)
See? I wrapped all these presents, twinkle in my eye.
So Mrs. Claus, you’re the only gift in mind,
Slide down my chimney; I’ll turn on your Christmas lights.

Everything you do’s got me losing my control,
I just can’t be good when you’re rocking that North Pole!

Mrs. Claus has got it goin’ on,
She makes me think this eggnog’s way too strong
Santa, I’m sorry; While you’re out bringin’ glee,
I’ve lit my own Yule Log, I got the hots for Mrs. Claus,

(ah-oh-ah-oh) I got the hots for
(ah-oh-ah-oh) ‘tis the season
Santa, I’m sorry; While you’re out bringin’ glee,
I’ve lit my own Yule Log, I got the hots for Mrs. Claus.

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