"Express (Santa Baby) (Live From The Crazy Horse)" lyrics

Santa, baby, just slip a sable under the tree for me
Been an awful good girl
Santa, baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight, that's right

Santa, baby, a '54 convertible, too, light-blue
I'll wait up for you, dear
Santa, baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight, that's right

Feel-feel-feel it
Feel it
Feel it
Feel-feel-feel it

E-X-P-R-E-S-S, love, sex
Ladies, no regrets
E-X-P-R-E-S-S, love, sex
Ladies, no regrets

Been holding back for quite some time
And finally the moment's right
I love to see the people stare
You know they got that certain savoir-faire

Fasten up
Can you imagine what would happen if I let you close enough to touch?
Step into the fantasy
You'll never wanna leave, baby, that's guaranteed
Why?

It's a passion, an emotion, it's a fashion, Burlesque
It'll move you, goin' through you, so do what I do, Burlesque
All ladies confident, flaunt it, boys throw it up if you want it
Can you feel it?
It's Burlesque
Burlesque
Burlesque