(originally by Eartha Kitt)

Santa baby, just slip a sable under the tree
For me
I been an awful good girl
Santa baby, so hurry down my chimney tonight
Ah, Santa baby, a '54 convertible too
Light blue
And I'll wait up for you, dear
Santa baby, so hurry down my chimney tonight

Ooh, think of all the fun I missed
And 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

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 my chimney tonight
Santa honey, one little thing I really need
The deed
To a platinum mine
Santa baby, so hurry down my chimney tonight
Ooh, Santa cutie, and fill my stocking with a duplex
And checks
Sign your X on the line
Santa cutie, and hurry down my chimney tonight

Oh, 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, I forgot to mention one little thing
A ring
And I don't mean on the phone
Santa baby, so hurry down my chimney tonight

Oh, hurry down my chimney tonight
Oh, hurry, Santa, I can hardly wait