| Don’t cry, it’s Christmas, Santa’s coming soon
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| Though you ain’t got a mommy or daddy
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| Santa still loves you
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| And he’s riding on his reindeer
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| To trample down the gloom
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| So don’t cry, it’s Christmas, Santa’s coming soon
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| Don’t cry, it’s Christmas, Santa’s feeling fine
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| And although you’ll never see him
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| He’s not just in your mind
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| And it’s not that he’s invisible
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| It’s because you’re going blind
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| But don’t cry, it’s Christmas, Santa’s feeling fine
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| Don’t cry, it’s Christmas, Santa’s on his way
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| Though he’s got a billion children
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| And he’s only got one day
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| You’ve got slightly less the man
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| If I were you I’d pray
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| But don’t cry, it’s Christmas, everything’s okay
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| Ooh it’s Christmas (it's Christmas)
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| Ooh it’s Christmas (it's Christmas)
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| Ooh it’s Christmas (it's Christmas)
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| Ooh it’s Christmas (it's Christmas)
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| Ooh it’s Christmas (it's Christmas)
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| Ooh it’s Christmas (it's Christmas)
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| Ooh it’s Christmas (it's Christmas)
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| Ooh it’s Christmas (it's Christmas) |