Minnie And Santa

I WORKED WITH A WOMAN NAMED MINNE ONE CHRISTMAS EVE LONG AGO WHEN I ASKED “WHAT YOU DOING THIS EVENING?” MINNE TOOK ON A SEASONAL GLOW SHE SAD SHED BE WAITING FOR SANTA SHED BE WEARING A BRIGHT RED BOW OH, MINNE AND SANTA MINNE AND SANTA WHAT THEYRE UP TO ONLY HEAVEN KNOWS SHE WROTE ON A CARD “DON'T TAKE IT SO HARD WERE HEADED FOR THE NORTH POLE” Now Minnie could not be persuaded that Santa just did not exist She swore if she put up some mistletoe Santa'd come give her a kiss And there where she'd hung up her stockings All in their silky, soft, sheen She'd be laying in wait on a bear skin rug Where the cookies and milk could be seen OH, MINNE AND SANTA MINNE AND SANTA WHAT THEYRE UP TO ONLY HEAVEN KNOWS SHE WROTE ON A CARD “DON'T TAKE IT SO HARD WERE HEADED FOR THE NORTH POLE” Now Minnie was older and wiser like a dear old Auntie to me But the night that she ran off with Santa Was a real epiphany OH, MINNE AND SANTA MINNE AND SANTA WHAT THEYRE UP TO ONLY HEAVEN KNOWS SHE WROTE ON A CARD “DON'T TAKE IT SO HARD WERE HEADED FOR THE NORTH POLE” Next Xmas I passed by the bakery Staring out from on top of a cake Was jolly old Santa with a big silly grin And a gal in silk stockings and lace OH, MINNE AND SANTA MINNE AND SANTA WHAT THEYRE UP TO ONLY HEAVEN KNOWS SHE WROTE ON A CARD “DON'T TAKE IT SO HARD WERE HEADED FOR THE NORTH POLE” OH, MINNE AND SANTA MINNE AND SANTA WHAT THEYRE UP TO ONLY HEAVEN KNOWS SHE WROTE ON A CARD “DON'T TAKE IT SO HARD WERE HEADED FOR THE NORTH POLE”