Santa, baby, slip a Rolex under the tree for me
I′ve been an awful good guy
Santa, buddy, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa, buddy, a '65 convertible too, steel blue
I′ll wait up for you, dude
Santa, buddy, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Think of all the fun I've missed
Think of all the hotties that I've never kissed
Next year, I could be just as good
If you check off my Christmas list
Santa, pally, I want a yacht and really that′s not a lot
I′ve been a sweetie all year
Santa, buddy, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa, buddy, one thing that I really do need, the deed
To a platinum mine
Santa, pally, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa, buddy, fill my stocking with Canucks tix for kicks
Throw me on the first line
Santa, baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Come and trim my Christmas tree
With some decorations bought at the Mercedes
I really do believe in you
Now let's see if you believe in me
Santa, poppy, forget to mention one little thing, cha-ching
No, I don′t mean as a loan
Santa, buddy, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight
Oh, hurry down the chimney tonight
Writer(s): Philip Springer, Joan Javits
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