| All my friends are asking me
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| Where I plan to spend the holidays
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| People seem to celebrate the season
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| In so many different ways
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| Some go where the weather’s freezing cold
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| While others like it warm
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| I don’t care about the weather
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| Just whether I spend Christmas in your arms
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| We could drive up to the mountains
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| Build a fire and watch it snow
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| We could sail down to the islands
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| Where the gentle breezes blow
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| I’d be happy in the city
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| I’d be happy on the farm
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| I don’t care where I spend Christmas
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| As long as I spend Christmas in your arms
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| It was only last December
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| I had no Christmas spirit in my heart
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| My world lay cold and shattered
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| In the ashes of a dream that fell apart
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| But now you’re here beside me
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| No greater gift is wrapped beneath my tree
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| And the arms you wrap around me
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| And the precious gift of love you give to me
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| We could drive up to the mountains
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| Build a fire and watch it snow
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| We could sail down to the islands
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| Where the gentle breezes blow
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| I’d be happy in the city
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| I’d be happy on the farm
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| I don’t care where I spend Christmas
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| As long as I spend Christmas in your arms
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| I don’t care where I spend Christmas
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| As long as I spend Christmas in your arms |