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December will be magic again. |
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Take a husky to the ice |
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While Bing Crosby sings White Christmas. He makes you feel nice. |
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December will be magic again. |
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Old Saint Nicholas up the chimney, |
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Just a-popping up in my memory. |
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Ooh, dropping down in my parachute, |
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The white city, she is so beautiful |
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Upon the black-soot icicled roofs, |
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Ooh, and see how I fall. |
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See how I fall |
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('Fall!') [backwards] |
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Like the snow. |
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Come to cover the lovers. |
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(Cover the lovers, |
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But don't you wake them up.) |
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Come to sparkle the dark up. |
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(Sparkle the dark up, |
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With just a touch of make-up.) |
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Come to cover the muck up. |
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(Cover the muck up, |
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Ooh, with a little luck.) |
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December will be magic again. |
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Light the canDLe-lights |
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To conjure Mr. Wilde |
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Into the Silent Night. |
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Ooh, it's quiet inside, |
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Here in Oscar's mind. |
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December will be magic again. |
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Don't miss the brightest star. |
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Kiss under mistletoe. |
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I want to hear you laugh. |
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Don't let the mystery go now. |
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Ooh, dropping down in my parachute, |
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The white city, she is so beautiful |
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Upon the black-soot icicled roofs, |
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Ooh, and see how I fall. |
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See how I fall |
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('Fall!') [backwards] |
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Like the snow. |
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Come to cover the lovers. |
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(Cover the lovers, |
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But don't you wake them up.) |
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Come to sparkle the dark up. |
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(Sparkle the dark up, |
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With just a touch of make-up.) |
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Come to cover the muck up |
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(Cover the muck up, |
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Ooh, with a little luck.) |
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Oh, I'm coming to cover the lovers. |
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Ooh, and I'm coming to sparkle the dark up. |
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Ooh, and I'm coming to cover the muck up. |
