Santa Baby Songtext
von Emilie‐Claire Barlow

Santa baby, just slip a sable under the tree, for me
Been an awful good girl
Santa baby so hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa baby, a ′54 convertible too, light blue,
I'll wait up for you dear
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight


Think of all the fun I′ve missed,
Think of all the fellows that I haven't kissed
Next year I could be just as good
If you check off my Christmas list

Santa baby, I want a yacht and really that's not a lot
Been an angel all year
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Come and trim my Christmas tree,
With some decorations bought at Tiffany′s
I really do believe in you,
Let′s see if you believe in me


Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring,
I don't mean on the phone,
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight