| Bring out all the old decorations
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| Some of them, they’re older than us
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| To my new neighbours, I say salutation
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| Come shelter in here from the dust
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| Take your cellphone off of the table
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| And look your father straight in the eye
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| Could this stranger become an angel?
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| Could the winter brighter your sky?
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| Somebody, hold out their hand
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| Well, somebody, count off the band
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| Come on, let’s light up the town
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| And, Christmas, don’t let me down
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| Well, the bars are stuffed to the rafters
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| And all the children lie awake in their beds
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| But can ya fill up the houses with laughter?
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| Shall we dance and honour our dead?
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| Somebody, hold out their hand
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| Well, somebody, count off the band
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| Come on, let’s light up the town
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| And, Christmas, don’t let me down
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| Well, another Christmas Eve is upon us
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| Can we go gentle into that cold, cold night
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| Well, I know you can’t grant all my wishes
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| Yet I pray for the world to be kind
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| Now, hold out your hand
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| Well, somebody, count off the band
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| Come on, let’s light up the town
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| And, Christmas, don’t let me down
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| Don’t let me down
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| Don’t let me down |