[Mrs. Claus] Who would know the difference If Santa Claus was me Yes, who would know the difference Just Santa Claus and me! Anyone can be Santa Why can't a lady like me? I admit I'm under fed But with a pillow from the bed I could be Santa Claus Oh, anyone can play Santa I've fantasized it a lot With his hat upon my head And his suit of Christmas red I could be Santa Claus And with his 'ho ho ho' I'd be going Down the chimneys with his sack And although my curls may be showing I'll make sure they only see me from the back Yes, anyone can be Santa A tantalizing remark Though his boots are not my size With a twinkle in my eyes I could be Santa Claus With his reindeer and his sleigh I'd be up, up and away Yes, I could be Santa I could be Santa I could be Santa Claus