Santa Baby (feat. Liz Gillies) - text
Santa baby, 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, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa Baby, a fifty-four convertible too, light blue
I’ll wait up for you dear
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight
I’ll wait up for you dear
Santa baby, and 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 just as good
Both: If you’d check off
My
Christmas list
Think of all the fellas that I haven’t kissed
Next year I could be just as good
Both: If you’d check off
My
Christmas list
Santa
Baby,
I wanna yacht and really that’s
Not a lie
I’ve been an angel all year
Santa Baby,
And hurry down the chimney tonight
Baby,
I wanna yacht and really that’s
Not a lie
I’ve been an angel all year
Santa Baby,
And hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa honey, the one thing that I really do need, the deed
To a platinum mine
Santa honey, so hurry down the chimney tonight
To a platinum mine
Santa honey, 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
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
But I don’t mean a phone
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight
But I don’t mean a phone
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight
So
Hurry down the chimney tonight
(Waiting)
(Hurry)
(Tonight)
Hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight
(Waiting)
(Hurry)
(Tonight)
Hurry down the chimney tonight
