| D | A7 | D | Bm | F#m | Bm | | I | saw | Mommy | kissing | Santa | Claus, |
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| D | A7 | | Underneath the mistletoe last | night. |
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| D | | She didn't hear me creep down the | stairs to have a peep, |
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| E7 | A | E7 | A7 | Gm | A7 | | She | thought that I | was | tucked up in my | bedroom | fast a | sleep. |
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| | | D | A7 | D | Bm | F#m | Bm | | | Then | I | saw | Mommy | tickle | Santa | Claus, |
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| | | D | D7 | G | | | | Underneath his | beard so snowy | white. |
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| | | C#7 | D | B7 | Em7 | | | What a laugh it would have | been if | Daddy had | only | seen, |
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| | | A7 | D | G | Gm | A7 | D | | | | Mommy | kissing | Santa | Claus | last | night. |
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