Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh

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 tight
Then I'll whisper the proper thing
And offer her a ring
Please, Santa, make her my Christmas bride

Santa, make me his bride for Christmas
Santa, it wouldn't cost very 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 tight
Then we'll whisper the proper things
And wear each other's rings
Santa, make her my Christ- (ahh) Christmas bride

Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
Christmas bride