Santa, baby, won't ya come down my chimney shoot? Santa, baby, won't ya give me a good excuse? To kiss you underneath my mistletoe You got me standin' right here waitin' on you Santa, baby, won't ya come down my chimney shoot? Santa, baby, won't ya give me a good excuse? To be a, to be a, to be a bad girl Santa, come pull up to town Let me ride on your sleigh Said that I've been a bad girl But I'm havin' my way More ice than a ice rink My Coco Chanel, yeah, it's spicy I guess it's why they don't like me You know just how to excite me Make it rain, dear It's my favorite time of the year Diamonds light up both of my ears Santa, can you buy me a Lear? (Come here) I must say, I've been a little naughty Nice and warm, here's a cookie to eat I think this Christmas you should call off of work I think this Christmas I want you for myself Hope you ain't missin' anything that I want Buy me diamonds, give me money, park the 'Rari out front Santa, baby, won't ya come down my chimney shoot? Santa, baby, won't ya give me a good excuse? To kiss you underneath my mistletoe You got me standin' right here waitin' on you Santa, baby, won't ya come down my chimney shoot? Santa, baby, won't ya give me a good excuse? To be a, to be a, to be a bad girl I've got a fantasy That I'm sittin' on your lap under the Christmas tree The way your hands touch me I can tell it's real life, it's not make believe 'Cause I've been Thinking about my inner bad girl and when to release her I've been Drinkin' a lot, don't blame it on me but on the coquito Can you Spend the night so I can show how much I miss you? Me, you, and my mistletoe can be a little secret I think this Christmas you should call off of work (Oh, no, no) I think this Christmas I want you for myself (Oh, no, no) Hope you ain't missin' anything that I want Buy me diamonds, give me money, park the 'Rari out front Santa, baby, won't ya come down my chimney shoot? Santa, baby, won't ya give me a good excuse? To kiss you underneath my mistletoe You got me standin' right here waitin' on you Santa, baby, won't ya come down my chimney shoot? Santa, baby, won't ya give me a good excuse? To be a, to be a, to be a bad girl (Santa) (I just wanna say to you) Santa, baby I could be a good girl, but I rather be bad Santa, did you get my list? (I'm Santa's baby) I know you did I could be a good girl, but I rather be (Bad, bad) I could be a good girl, but I rather be (Bad, bad) Uh, I'm Santa's baby I drive him crazy I'm hardly ever nice Still I'm Santa's baby Don't forget the 'Rari