| I’m gonna save an arm and a leg this Christmas.
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| I’m gonna have some money come New Year.
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| Bells are ringing, choirs are singing, and my pockets are jingling
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| and my baby left me full of cheer.
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| Joy to the world my baby’s gone
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| My future’s never looked so bright
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| And truth be told I can’t recall the last time I enjoyed a silent.
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| Fire up the Yule tied log
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| And pour me a bucket full of nog.
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| I’m gonna save an arm and a leg this Christmas.
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| I’m gonna have some money come New Year.
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| Bells are ringing, choirs are singing, and my pockets are jingling
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| and my baby left me full of cheer.
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| I just gotta a Christmas card
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| With a note from dear old mom
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| She said the family’s all chipped in
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| And paid for my account at oh
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| I’m gonna save an arm and a leg this Christmas.
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| I’m gonna have some money come New Year.
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| Bells are ringing, choirs are singing, and my pockets are jingling
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| and my baby left me full of cheer,
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| my baby left me full of cheer,
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| my baby left me full of cheer.
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| HEY! |