Szexi Mrs. Claus

Santa baby, slip a sable under the tree for me.

Been an awful good girl, Santa baby, hurry down the chimney tonight.

Santa baby, a fifty-four convertible too, light blue.

I'll wait up for you dear, Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight.

Think of all the fun I've missed, think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed.