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Christmas is here again. |
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Stand up and cheer again. |
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Let's leave our heart ages and sorrows behind. |
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All that I want is to be here beside you. |
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All that I need is right here in my arms. |
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All that I want is to know that you love me |
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And this will be my finest Christmas time. |
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Holly and mistletoe, small faces all a glow. |
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Stockings for Santa to fill with his toys. |
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Bright shining Christmas trees, |
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Small people on there knees. |
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Tell Santa, they have been good girls and boys. |
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All that I want is to be here beside you. |
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All that I need is right here in my arms. |
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All that I want is to know that you love me |
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And this will be my finest Christmas time. |
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Grownups in paper haps, turkey in Bradley snaps, |
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Chestnuts to roast in the coals of a fire. |
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The joy of giving things - the blessings Christmas brings. |
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Just to be near you is all I desire. |
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All that I want is to be here beside you. |
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All that I need is right here in my arms. |
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All that I want is to know that you love me |
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And this will be my finest Christmas time. |
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All that I want is to be here beside you. |
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All that I need is right here in my arms. |
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All that I want is to know that you love me |
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And this will be my finest Christmas time. |
