The Weather Girls — Dear Santa Bring Me a Man This Christmas

Every time the holidays come along I wanna be close to someone Someone who cares Someone who really understands And hold him in my arms (Spoken) Hi (Hi) We're your Weather Girls (Uh-huh) And have we got holiday news for you (You better listen) This is an open letter to Mr Santa Claus (Tell him girl) From all the single girls back home! (Alright) Oh bring me a man this Christmas (Dear Santa) I need a man to keep me a warm (Keepin' me warm) It's gettin' late So send him here I don't think I can make It through another year Come on Santa come through Bring me a man this Christmas (Dear Santa) I need a man yes I do to keep me home (Keepin' me home) Oh a gentile place A strong embrace A pillow and a blanket By the fireplace Dim the lights down low And let it snow! (This christmas) Let it snow! (This christmas) I can almost feel him Feel his lips touching mine And darling I reach out Reach out Reach out Reach out I've been a good girl all year long I done my best right or wrong And been naughty all late nights Check your list and check it twice Can't you see it's just not fair Another cold night I just can't bare Come on Santa won't you please Look at me I'm on my knees Oh bring me a man Oh bring me a man this Christmas (Dear Santa) I need a man to keep me a warm (Keepin' me warm) The fire's out The chimney's clean The fishnet stocking's up upon 'em don't mean a thing Place him under my tree Mr C This Christmas I need a man (Mr. C) This Christmas Fa la la la fa la la la fa la la la la la Bring me a man Bring me a man Bring me a man Bring me a man Bring me a man Bring me a man Bring me a man Bring me a man Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Turn the lights down low Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Let it snow..., Let it snow... Let it snow... Let it snow... (Dear Santa) Let it snow... (Dear Santa) Bring him in my arms Do your best but make it quick Believe in me and I'll believe in you St. Nick Place him under my Place him under my Place him under my tree Mr. C (Bring me a man, Bring me a man, Dear Santa) Mr. C (I need a man, I need a man, This Christmas) Who's that coming down our chimney? (Spoken) Is that you baby? It's me baby, Santa Claus. Ho. Ho. HO!