| It’s Christmas time. |
| Still Bloated from Thanksgiving
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| And time is quick, so I want to hang with the living
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| It’s Christmas time. |
| I don’t care if it’s a white one
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| If my friends are there, this Christmas will be the right one
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| All I want for Christmas is to rage with my friends
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| All I want for Christmas is to rage with my friends
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| I don’t want some big old honking present
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| And I don’t want turtle doves, calling birds or pheasants
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| And I don’t want the uncle that gave me the blender
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| But what I want is for my friends to rage together, yeah!
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| All I want for Christmas is to rage with my friends
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| All I want for Christmas is to rage with my friends
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| All I want for Christmas is to rage with my friends
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| All I want for Christmas is to rage with my friends, yeah
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| Dear Santa, what I want for Christmas is not so much a gift, as it is a
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| gathering. |
| I want to get all my friends together, same time, same place.
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| We got it from there. |
| Oh, take it easy on Stewart this year. |
| Thank you, Santa.
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| I believe
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| Oh Ho Ho Ho. |
| Looks like I got a letter here from a boy named Travis who wants
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| to rage with his friends. |
| You know, Travis, we can do that with a majestic
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| majesty of song. |
| And they’ll be here during the next chorus. |
| Until then,
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| enjoy some of tasty licks to take you to the bridge. |
| Oh Ho Ho Ho
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| All I want for Christmas is to rage with my friends
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| All I want for Christmas is to rage with my friends
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| All I want for Christmas is to rage with my friends
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| All I want for Christmas is to rage with my friends, yeah |