Santa Send a Fella into my life,
Someone who is shopping around for a wife.
I would like to order something Cary Grant-y,
But I’d even settle for a James Durante.
Santa Send a Fella, that’s my request;
As long as he’s still breathing, he passes the test.
Forget the fancy paper and the pretty bows,
Just wind him up, Santa, and let him go.
Now your answer may be, “Dear Madam,
It’s better to give than to receive,”
And my reply will be, you’re right!
Give me an Adam on Christmas Eve.
I’ll be waiting Santa, don’t let me down,
There must be lots of bachelors all over town.
If he’s old or young or short or tall he’s my cup of tea.
Santa Send a Fella to me.
If Mr. Cupid knows about my lack of affection;
How come his arrows have such a lousy sense of direction?
They say the Army builds men; I wish they’d build one for me.
Santa, Send a Fella to me.