Sing it now...
Santa baby, slip a 4/3 under the tree, for me
I've been an awful good boy indeed
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa baby, a Steve Lis Fish shaped just for me, light blue
I'll wait up for you
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Think of all the rights I've missed
Think of all the lips that I haven't kissed
Next year I could be oh so good
If you'd check off my Christmas list
Boo doo bee doo
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