Friday, December 23, 2005
; dumpbed .
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, a fiftyfour 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 fellas that I haven't kissed
Next year I could be just as good
If you'd check off my Christmas list
Yes Santa baby, I wanna yacht and really
that's not a lot
I've been an angel all year
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa baby, there's one thing I really do need,
the deed
To a platinum mine
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa baby, I'm filling my stocking with a duplex,
and checks
Sign your 'X' on the line
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 a phone
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa Baby,
Hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa Baby,
Hurry down the chimney tonight
Blogged @ 2:44:00 PM