| I see colors changing away
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| Every holiday is amazing with you
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| Happy holidays to you, baby
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| How do you feel about the pale moon and stars above?
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| All alone I anticipate the first fresh blade of green
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| The young hydrangea blue, in bloom
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| Pink rhododendron too will all be gone by June
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| But now that we have grown so near beneath the August sun
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| Lover of mine, let’s catch some shade beneath the fading trees
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| Of all the seasons jewels, it took
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| One autumn afternoon to fall in love with you
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| The Benz is butter beige
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| I whip that Benz like «what a slay»
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| Got that good good
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| Make you wanna stay, home for the holiday
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| This that flow you been missing
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| Dashing young Vixen
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| Fly like Blitzen, back on my business
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| Ice on my neck, frosty and vicious
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| What’s on your wishlist?
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| Got what you want, my love is like Christmas
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| Candles, kisses, diamonds, frigid, fashion district
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| Sip this witches brew, first class ticket to you
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| Fantasies come true when I kick it with you
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| In the winter wonderland when you hold my hand
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| Came back on the block where the guns go blam
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| We pick out the tree like Amsterdam
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| , damn
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| When the leaves fall, I learn why
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| Icy colors change
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| To me you are the same old sweet
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| I need your love
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| I see you through my rosy colored shades
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| Sit on Santa’s sleigh for me
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| Bet I’ll keep you 'cause you’re my cozy candy cane
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| We all the same
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| I need your love
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| When the leaves fall, I learn why
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| Icy colors change
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| To me you are the same old sweet
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| If I be yours and you’re mine
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| Every other day will be a holiday for me and you
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| When the leaves fall, I learn why
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| Icy colors change
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| To me you are the same old sweet
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| See lights in the night, you could feel it in the air
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| Party over here, we getting naughty over here
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| Santa Claus know I floss and shine, Rudolph
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| Talk — New York, style — catwalk
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| See me in the streets like «how much that cost?»
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| Can’t keep up with the queen, baby, that’s your loss
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| You know I get dough
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| Kiss from the lips under mistletoe
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| Now you in my spell, ringing up my cell, hitting jingle bells
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| It’s the hot coco, not for show
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| Lock n' load, rock n' roll, I gots to go
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| Pack your shit, start the whip
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| Ride with me, fly with me
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| Keep it real but you could lie with me
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| And you ain’t gotta say goodbye to me
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| When the leaves fall, I learn why
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| Icy colors change
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| To me you are the same old sweet
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| I need your love
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| I see you through my rosy colored shades
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| Sit on Santa’s sleigh for me
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| Bet I’ll keep you cause you’re my cozy candy cane
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| We all the same
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| I need your love
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| When the leaves fall, I learn why
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| Icy colors change
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| To me you are the same old sweet
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| A doe, a doe, a deer anew, a fawn
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| A doe, the day, the dew, the dawn
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| What sort of déjà vu’s upon us?
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| Wood blocks of A-B-C strewn through the hall
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| And gold champagne for two adorers
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| A song to celebrate our love
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| Red garland drapes the tree like you
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| When your arms are 'round my waist, I feel the world
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| Our love will grow and take us farther
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| Now I’ve a reverie of you and you’re a
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| You’re a ray, a view of sun
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| A star ablaze the moonlit water |