Lyrics Garth Brooks – Santa Baby

Santa baby, just slip a sable under the tree for me
Been an awful good girl, Santa baby
So hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa baby, a ’54 convertible too, light blue

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

Santa baby, I want a yacht and really that’s not a lot (a lot)
Been an angel all year, Santa baby
So hurry down the chimney tonight, tonight

Come and trim my Christmas tree
With some decorations bought at Tiffany
I really do believe in you
Let’s see if you believe in me too

Santa cutie, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring
I don’t mean a phone, Santa baby
So hurry down the chimney tonight

Hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry