This is my annual Santa Baby Christmas list. All are things I’d love to have. Hey, a girl can wish! Written to the tune of Eartha Kit’s Santa Baby, won’t you sing along with me?
Santa baby, slip a trip to Paris under the tree, for me
been an awful good girl
Santa baby so hurry down the chimney tonight.

Santa baby, a flat in New York City will do-with a view
Make it a five year lease
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Think of my life-a mother of five
There were times I didn’t think I would survive.
Next year you bet-I’ll be good
If you’d check off my Christmas list
Boo doo bee doo
Santa honey, I want Chris Noth and really he’s
Not a lot
(It’s my third year asking for him)
Santa baby, now hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa Hottie, I’m really in need of my fantasy man-you can
Find him somewhere out there
Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa baby, please fill my stocking with cash for my trip to France
You’re such a sweet old guy
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Come and take me away with you
Instead, maybe Chris and I could rendezvous
I really do believe in you
Let’s see if you believe in me
Boo doo bee doo

Santa baby, forgot to mention I need-the deed
to that flat in New York
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight