| Spend Christmas Day with me
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| Of all the places in the world you choose to be
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| If you’re here early we’ll go out and find a tree
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| I’m sharpening the axe
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| We’ll drag it home behind us for to cover up our tracks
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| Spend Christmas Day with me
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| What else would you do, there couldn’t possibly
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| Be anything worth watching on TV
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| You know there never is
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| Just children’s choirs
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| And candle fires
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| And other Yuletide fizz
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| I’ve never seen snow
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| This side of Celsius is all I’ll ever know
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| We’re just happy for the slightest breeze to blow
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| And wind up teeth a-chatter
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| Everyone’s drunk by 12 O’Clock, by then it doesn’t matter
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| Complete my confusion
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| In the Shopping Centre
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| I’ll meet you at the Santa
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| And we’ll run
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| And point our Ray-Guns at the Pagans
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| Spend Christmas Day with me
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| Now that you’re far from home and living family
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| Maybe it’s just as you imagined it to be
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| You ever needed proof
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| These paper walls could never hold the reindeer on the roof
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| Spend Christmas Day with me
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| Spend Christmas Day with me
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| Spend Christmas Day with me |