| Dear Santa,
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| I live in Hollywood, but it’s not like in the movies, where Christmas is always
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| snowy white. |
| On my list, is just one wish,
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| that it would snow tonight.
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| When the snow comes down in Tinseltown
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| You’ll be dancing in Hollywood
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| Slippin and a' sliding and a’sleigh ridin' all over the neighborhood
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| You’ll be rockin' with a stockin' on your head so the cold won’t get to you
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| On Christmas Eve you can believe that wishes do come true
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| Ohhh, when the snow comes down
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| Ohhh, in Tinseltown
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| On Christmas Eve you will believe
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| When the snow comes down in Tinseltown
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| You close your eyes and to your surprise you see the reindeer fly
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| It’s choirs singing fa la la la la
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| go walking by
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| Your singing and a' ringing right along with church bells in the air
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| Its seems so real that you can feel
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| the snowflakes in your hair
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| In the morning when you awake
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| Your face all shining bright
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| And when you look outside you see
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| the palm trees dressed in white!
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| Dear Santa, thank you, thank you for that perfect Christmas day.
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| Gliding down the streets of Hollywood, in a one horse open
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| sleigh. |