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Santa Baby: 1952
New York, June 1952. Eartha Kitt, the self-styled "sex kitten" who made "Santa Baby" a staple of the holiday airwaves in a career that spanned half a century, died today at the age of 81. Photo by Gordon Parks, Life archive. View full size.
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Santa Baby
The lyrics posted earlier are close but incorrect. These are the correct lyrics which I found here.
Sorry couldn't have people thinking she sang about "outer space convertible" LOL!
["Outer-space convertible" (meaning far-out, the very latest thing) was part of the lyrics in later releases of the song. - Dave]
What a performer!
I had the good fortune of catching her performance in a small club in NYC about 6 years ago. Age did not diminish her love for what she did - and her voice and musical expression were as sure as ever!
Santa Baby
Eartha certainly had a good sense of timing as to what day to take her last bow.
Purrrrrrrrrrrrfect
Eartha Kitt. Talk about sexy.
Sorry to see her go.
Gifted
This is a beautiful photo of a gifted woman taken by a gifted man. I'll miss Eartha but am happy to be reminded of the great Gordon Parks.
RIP Catwoman
Hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa baby, slip a sable under the tree, for me
I've been an awful good girl
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonightSanta baby, an outer-space convertible too, light blue
I'll wait up for you dear
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonightThink of all the fun I've missed
Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed
Next year I could be oh so good
If you'd check off my Christmas list
Boo doo bee dooSanta honey, I wanna yacht and really that's
Not a lot
I've been an angel all year
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonightSanta cutie, there's one thing I really do need, the deed
To a platinum mine
Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonightSanta baby, I'm filling my stocking with a duplex, and checks
Sign your 'X' on the line
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonightCome and trim my Christmas tree
With some decorations bought at Tiffany's
I really do believe in you
Let's see if you believe in me
Boo doo bee dooSanta baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring
I don't mean a phone
Santa baby, and hurry down the chimney tonightHurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight.
Rest in Peace
The good ones always go too early.
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