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’d check off my Christmas list

Santa baby, I wanna yacht and really that’s
Not a lot
Been an angel all year
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa honey, one thing I really do 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 a phone
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry … tonight

The song “I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus” written by Tommy Connor was a smash hit in 1952. The smash singer was Jimmy Boyd (who later grew into the role of “Jimmy” on the original Mickey Mouse Club.

I saw mommy kissing Santa Claus
Underneath the mistletoe last night
She didn’t see me down the stairs to have a peek
She thought that I was tucked up in my Bedroom fast asleep

Then I saw mommy tickle Santa Claus
Underneath his beard so snowy white
What a laugh it would have been
If daddy had only seen
Mommy kissing Santa Claus last night.

I saw mommy kissing Santa Claus
Underneath the mistletoe last night
She didn’t see me creep down the stairs to have peak
She thought that I was tucked up in my Bedroom fast asleep.

Then I saw mommy tickle Santa Claus
Underneath his beard so snowy white
What a laugh it would have been
If daddy had only seen
Mommy kissing Santa Claus last night.

Mommy kissing Santa Claus last night.

You better watch out, You better not cry
You better not pout, I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town

He’s making a list, Checking it twice;
Gonna find out who’s naughty or nice.
Santa Claus is coming to town

He sees you when you’re sleeping
He knows when you’re awake
He knows if you’ve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake

With little tin horns and little toy drums
Rooty toot toots and rummy tum tums
Santa Claus is coming to town

He sees you when you’re sleeping
He knows when you’re awake
He knows if you’ve been bad or good
So be good for goodness sake
Goodness sake

You better watch out
You better not cry
You better not pout
I’m telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town