Santa Baby

Santa baby, slip a Thurlow under the tree for me.
I've been an awful good girl, Santa baby,
So hurry down the chimney tonight.

Santa baby, a Jalie jeans pattern sew new (dark blue),
I'll wait up for you dear, Santa baby,
So hurry down the chimney tonight.

Think of all the songs I'd sing
Think of all the fun I'd have amplifying
Next year I could be oh so good
If you'd check off my Christmas thing
Boo doo bee doo

Santa honey, I must confess that I would make
This Swing dress.
I've been an angel all year, Santa baby,
And hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa cutie, there's something I really do need, indeed
Gift cards to build a fabric stash, Santa cutie,
So hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa baby, I'd fill my brain up with some objects complex:
The Joy of 'X' by that guy
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Come and trim my Christmas trees
With some dance lessons taught at The Bees' Knees
I really do believe in you
Let's see if you believe in me
Boo doo bee doo

Santa baby, forgot to mention a Kobo Touch (too much?
I read e-books and such)
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight


(Aimed at my darling family, for whom I am currently busy creating lovely gifts and who often ask me what I want. But if anybody else wanted to gift me with one of these items, I'd give it a lovely home.)