| Trying hard to stay awake, Christmas cards stacked on the table
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| I am at my desk thinking of you
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| Note after note, I spell out the season’s greetings
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| Trying hard to keep them from becoming letters of distress
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| C H R I S T M A S O S a boat afloat at sea, row you to me
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| Christmas at sea
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| Hovering, the distant sound it travels fast
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| It’s rolling over water, I’m still at my desk
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| Now I’m writing you
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| The house is dressed, the season’s ornaments unpacked from the tv box
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| Silver, red, gold, and green, the window’s lit, the tree is glowing
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| C H R I S T M A S O S a boat afloat at sea, row you to me
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| Christmas at C H R I S T M A S O S a boat afloat at sea, row you to me
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| And I apologize
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| It’s late at night, if my mind’s drifting, just let it slide
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| And I apologize
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| It’s late at night
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| The weather has been nice
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| The streets a buzz of holiday traffic lights
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| Of course, take forever to make it through
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| The winter beach is clean and clear,
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| I like how the lights just disappear over water
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| Over water
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| C H R I S T M A S O S a boat afloat at sea, row you to me
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| Christmas at C H R I S T M A S O S a boat afloat at sea, row you to me.
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| Christmas at sea.
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| And I apologize, it’s late at night
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| If my mind’s drifting, just let it slide… |