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Santa Baby

 

Santa Baby


Santa, baby, won't ya come down my chimney shoot?
Santa, baby, won't ya give me a good excuse?
To kiss you underneath my mistletoe
You got me standing right here waiting on you
Santa, baby, won't ya come down my chimney shoot?
Santa, baby, won't ya give me a good excuse?
To be a, to be a, to be a bad girl

Santa, come pull up to town
Let me ride on your sleigh
Said that I've been a bad girl
But I'm having my way
More ice than a ice rink
My Coco Chanel, yeah, it's spicy
I guess it's why they don't like me
You know just how to excite me
Make it rain, dear
It's my favorite time of the year
Diamonds light up both of my ears
Santa, can you buy me a Lear? (Come here)
I must say, I've been a little naughty
Nice and warm, here's a cookie to eat

I think this Christmas you should call off of work
I think this Christmas I want you for myself
Hope you ain't missing anything that I want
Buy me diamonds, give me money, park the 'Rari out front

Santa, baby, won't ya come down my chimney shoot?
Santa, baby, won't ya give me a good excuse?
To kiss you underneath my mistletoe
You got me standing right here waiting on you
Santa, baby, won't ya come down my chimney shoot?
Santa, baby, won't ya give me a good excuse?
To be a, to be a, to be a bad girl

I've got a fantasy
That I'm sitting on your lap under the Christmas tree
The way your hands touch me
I can tell it's real life, it's not make believe
'Cause I've been
Thinking about my inner bad girl and when to release her
I've been
Drinking a lot, don't blame it on me but on the coquito
Can you
Spend the night so I can show how much I miss you?
Me, you, and my mistletoe can be a little secret

I think this Christmas you should call off of work (Oh, no, no)
I think this Christmas I want you for myself (Oh, no, no)
Hope you ain't missing anything that I want
Buy me diamonds, give me money, park the 'Rari out front

Santa, baby, won't ya come down my chimney shoot?
Santa, baby, won't ya give me a good excuse?
To kiss you underneath my mistletoe
You got me standing right here waiting on you
Santa, baby, won't ya come down my chimney shoot?
Santa, baby, won't ya give me a good excuse?
To be a, to be a, to be a bad girl (Santa)
(I just wanna say to you)

Santa, baby
I could be a good girl, but I rather be bad
Santa, did you get my list? (I'm Santa's baby)
I know you did
I could be a good girl, but I rather be (Bad, bad)
I could be a good girl, but I rather be (Bad, bad)
Uh, I'm Santa's baby
I drive him crazy
I'm hardly ever nice
Still I'm Santa's baby
Don't forget the 'Rari

done

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