Santa Baby

Mis-ter Clause, I feel as tho I know ya, So you won't mind if I should get fa-mil-ia, will ya? San-ta Ba-by, just slip a sa-ble un-der the tree, for me. Been an aw-ful good girl, San-ta ba-by, So hur-ry down the chim-ney to-night. San-ta ba-by, a fif-ty-four con-vert-i-ble too, Light blue. I'll wait up for you dear, San-ta ba-by, so hur-ry down the chim-ney to-night. Think of all the fun I've missed, Think of all the fel-las that I have-n't kissed, Next year I could be just as good, If you'll check off my Christ-mas list. San-ta ba-by, I want a yacht, And real-ly that's not a lot, Been an an-gel all year, San-ta ba-by, so hur-ry down the chim-ney to-night. San-ta ho-ney, one lit-tle thing I real-ly do need, The deed To a plat-i-num mine, San-ta hon-ey, so hur-ry down the chim-ney to-night. San-ta cu-tie, and fill my stock-ing with a du-plex, And checks. Sign your 'X' on the line, San-ta cu-tie, and hur-ry down the chim-ney to-night. Come and trim my Christ-mas tree, With some dec-o-ra-tions bought at Tif-fa-ny. I real-ly do be-lieve in you, Let's see if you be-lieve in me. San-ta ba-by, for-got to men-tion one lit-tle thing, A ring. I don't mean on the phone, San-ta ba-by, so hur-ry down the chim-ney to-night. ----- end