Yeah, this one's going out to a very special lady
At Christmas

Mrs. Claus, I write this letter to you
'Cause nobody else seems to understand you likes I do
I know what's underneath the spectacles and the long red dress
A woman whose taken backseat so her man can have success

You're left alone to clean up his business
While he's off on his merry way
You work as hard as he do, I know, girl
And this is why I say

I'm just finishin' makin' up my Christmas list
And I wrote one down for you
Stand tall, baby, don't play small no more
Stop givin' up credit when credit's yours

You can take the reins frickin' drive the sleigh
You probably made all the damn toys anyway
It's time to finally step forward
And take your propers Mrs. Claus, Mrs. Claus

Mrs. Claus believe me when I say
You should never gots to be alone on Christmas day
You work your ass off while he get all the fame
We call him Santa and Kris

But I don't ever know your first name

While he's out there ho'in tou at home knowin'
The elves look the other way
Don't be disrespected you're being neglected
And woman this is why I say

I'm just finishin' makin' up my Christmas list
And I wrote one down for you
Stand tall, baby, don't play small no more
Stop givin up credit when credit's yours

You can take the reins, frickin' drive the sleigh
You probably made all the damn toys anyway
It's time to finally step forward
And take your propers Mrs. Claus, Mrs. Claus

Teach him a lesson and be gone
See what he gets done on his own
Be treated like the queen you are
Woman you invincible hear you roar

Take no crap from that tired old elf
Sister are doin' it for themselves
You're gonna be a Christmas superstar

Mrs. Claus, Mrs. Claus, Mrs. Claus