Santa, make her my bride for Christmas Santa, it wouldn't cost too much Just a sprinkle of reindeer dust A sprig of mistletoe And the sound of your laughter As you fly above the snow
Santa, if you will use your magic This Christmas eve While I'm holding her titght Then I'll whisper the proper thing And offer her a ring Santa, make her my Christmas bride
Santa, make me his bride for Christmas Santa, it wouldn't cost too much Just a sprinkle of reindeer dust And a sprig of mistletoe And the sound of your laughter As you fly above the snow
Santa, if you will use your magic This Christmas eve While I'm holding her tight Then we'll whisper the proper things And wear each other's rings Santa, make her my Christ- Christmas bride