(feat. Clare Bowen) Santa baby, slip a sable under the tree, for me Been an awful good girl, santa baby And hurry down the chimney tonight Santa baby, a '52 convertible, too, light blue 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 twice as good If you check off my Christmas list 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 Santa honey, there's one thing I really do need, the deed To a platinum mine Santa honey, so hurry down the chimney tonight Santa cutie, fill my stocking with a duplex, and checks Sign your 'X' on the line Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight Come and trim my Christmas tree With some decorations bought at Tiffany's I really do believe in you So let's see if you believe in me 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 Hurry down the chimney tonight Oh hurry santa baby tonight