| They’re praying on bended knees
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| In their beds and on the dirty streets
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| Lights are out on all the Christmas trees
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| Feels like everyone’s about to freeze
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| Makes me worry
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| Everywhere I look someone’s counting on me So many people to love
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| And so little time
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| Gotta hurry
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| Big girls and little boys
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| Broken hearts and dreams destroyed now
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| They need me to make it better
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| What’s an angel gonna do when she needs some lovin' too?
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| I’m just askin'
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| They’re using their money up On shiny things no one will ever use
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| And the ones without can’t buy a pair of shoes
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| Nothing gentle in the Daily News
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| Makes me worry
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| Everywhere I look someone’s counting on me So many people to love
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| And so little time
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| Gotta hurry
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| Big girls and little boys
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| Broken hearts and dreams destroyed now
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| They need me to make it better
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| What’s an angel gonna do when she needs some lovin' too?
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| I’m just askin'
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| Can’t find neighbors who are mending fences
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| From the mansions, to the Hamptons, to the Central Park benches
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| City folk wearing all their armor
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| Another St. Nick rings a bell on the corner
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| So many people to love
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| And so little time
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| Gotta hurry
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| There are big girls and little boys
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| Broken hearts and dreams destroyed now
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| They need me to make it better
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| What’s an angel gotta do when she needs some lovin' too?
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| I’m just askin'. |
| askin'
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| I’m just askin' |