| Smiling eyes, golden hair,
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| made with such loving care she’s just a toy.
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| What a thrill it will be, when
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| she’s found 'neath the tree, by some little girl,
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| Christmas morning and her true
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| life will start, when she’s taken to heart with
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| childhood joy and you’ll never
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| believe all the love she’ll receive though just a toy.
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| I love to see 'neath my
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| Christmas Tree, one special doll meant for me.
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| Smiling eyes, silken hair,
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| you’ll need such loving care, you’re just a toy.
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| You were planned and designed with one person in mind.
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| To hold you and keep you forever, and you’ll live for the love
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| and the happiness of this lonely boy and each not he will
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| say in a whimsical way, you’re just a toy. |