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, ah
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 make the people stare
They know I got that certain savoir-faire (hey)
Fasten up
Can you imagine what would happen if I let you close enough to touch? (Oh)
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 (hey)
(Woah) burlesque
Composição: Christina Aguilera, Claude Kelly, Joan Javits, C. "Tricky" Stewart, Phil "Tony" Springer