| C | G7 | C | Am | Em | Am | | I | saw | Mommy | kissing | Santa | Claus, |
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| C | G7 | | Underneath the mistletoe last | night. |
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| C | | She didn't hear me creep down the | stairs to have a peep, |
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| D7 | G | D7 | G7 | Fm | G7 | | She | thought that I | was | tucked up in my | bedroom | fast a | sleep. |
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| | | C | G7 | C | Am | Em | Am | | | Then | I | saw | Mommy | tickle | Santa | Claus, |
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| | | C | C7 | F | | | | Underneath his | beard so snowy | white. |
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| | | B7 | C | A7 | Dm7 | | | What a laugh it would have | been if | Daddy had | only | seen, |
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| | | G7 | C | F | Fm | G7 | C | | | | Mommy | kissing | Santa | Claus | last | night. |
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