Lyric Santa s Beard

Once a year my friend puts on a red suit
And hangs around with me and my wife
Now I can t help but feeling jealous each time she climbs on his knee
And she stands beneath the mistletoe screaming
For him to stand beneath the mistletoe screaming
Now I can t help but feeling jealous each time she climbs on his knee
Why must she climb on his knee?

I saw my baby wearing Santa s beard
She kissed him once and whispered in his ear
I saw my baby wearing Santa s beard
I wish he would go
He s breaking up my home

She always had this twisted side to her*
But she d never drag my name around town
But lately she s been humming cheating songs
And I don t like that fat guy around
No, I don t like that fat guy around

I saw my baby wearing Santa s beard
She kissed him once and whispered in his ear
I saw my baby wearing Santa s beard
I wish he would go
He s breaking up my home

I saw my baby wearing Santa s beard
Thrilling Christmas, trembling fear
I saw my baby wearing Santa s beard
I wish he would go
He s breaking up my home