Fitz and The Tantrums

Santa Stole My Lady
My friends wanna know how it came to be thatOooh, this holiday don't mean nothing to meCause I caught Santa under my treeHe was flirting with my honey Trying to take her from meHey, don't be fooled by these fairy talesWatch out or he could do this to someone elseHe took my girl and he made me cryAnd that's the way I'm thinking about Christmas timeOh, oh, ohI wasn't dreaming, can't believeI woke up to my woman kissing Santa, not meBefore I could reach him, even thinkHe swooped away my honey out the chimney sweepHey, don't be fooled by these fairy talesWatch out or he could do this to someone elseHe took my girl and he made me cryAnd that's the way I feel about Christmas timeOoohhhhYou better hide your mistletoaLetras de cancionesBreak out your firehose, ohFellas hold your ladies closeOr before you know You'll be all aloneYou'll be all alone From Letras Mania