Henri Rene & His Orchestra - Santa Baby Lyrics

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Santa Baby

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What Are The Lyrics For Santa Baby By Henri Rene & His Orchestra?
(Baboom, baboom, baboom, baboom)
(Baboom, baboom, baboom, baboom, baboom, baboom, baboom) 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 I'll wait up for you, dear Santa baby, so 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 just as good If you check off my Christmas list Santa baby, I want a yacht and really that's not a lot Been an angel all year Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight Santa honey, one little thing I really need, the deed To a platinum mine Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight Santa cutie, and 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 I really do believe in you 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 my chimney tonight Hurry down the chimney tonight Hurry, tonight |
Who Wrote Santa Baby By Henri Rene & His Orchestra?
Joan Ellen Javits, Philip Springer, Tony Springer
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What's The Duration Of The Santa Baby By Henri Rene & His Orchestra?The duration of Santa Baby is 3:25 minutes and seconds. |
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