Santa baby, just slip a sable under the tree, for me I’ve 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 Just hurry down the chimney tonight
Think of all the fun I’ve missed Think of all the fellas that I haven’t kissed Next year I could be all so good If you check off my Christmas list
Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing A ring And I don’t mean on the phone, santa baby So hurry down the chimney tonight So hurry down the chimney tonight Just hurry down the chimney tonight