Santa Be Good to My Baby

Hey

Santa, be good to my baby
'Cause my baby's been good to me
Oh, Santa
Please make it amazing
'Cause my baby's everything to me

A candle made of cinnamon, a hand-knitted scarf
A big ol' telescope so we could wish on a star
A Polaroid camera, the kind that can print
A snow globe, a bath robe that smells of peppermint
A candy cane, a deck of cards, a mistletoe kiss
A cozy winter coat a couple sizes too big
To wrap around our shoulder so the two of us fit
And that's it
I love you, I love you to bits

Oh, Santa
Be good to my baby
'Cause my baby's been good to me
Oh, Santa
Please make it amazing
'Cause my baby's everything to me
Couple more things

A boat with caviar, a champagne toast
We'll sail the seven seas to the Italian coast
Head to Switzerland and then we'll hit the slopes
Can we meet your reindeer, the one with the nose?
Something more than a box of chocolates
Like a diamond chain with a golden locket
Or a private jet, you could ride along
But that's it
I love you, I love you to bits

Oh, Santa, yeah
Be good to my baby
'Cause my baby's been good to me, hey

Santa
My baby
Santa
My baby
Oh, oh

Oh, Santa
Be good to my baby
'Cause my baby's been good to me
Whoa, Santa
Please make it amazing
'Cause my baby's everything to me

Oh, Santa
Be good to my baby
'Cause my baby's been good to me