Emilie-Claire Barlow - Santa Baby

Well, Mister Claus
I feel as though I know you
So you won't mind if I should get
Familiar will you?

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
So hurry down the chimney tonight

I think of all the fun that I've missed
Think of all those fellas that I haven't kissed
Next year I could be just as good
If you check off my Christmas list too

Santa baby
I want a yacht and really that's not a lot
I've 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
Now let's see if you believe in me

Oh, 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

Come on and hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry tonight

Written by:
Joan Ellen Javits, Philip Springer, Tony Springer

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Lyrics © TAMIR MUSIC

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