| Working that nine to five on 42nd Street
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| Oh, how the time flies by, thirteen to thirty-three
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| But I’m coming home
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| I jumped in a taxi, I hopped right on the three
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| My hands are frozen but, I’m quick on my two feet
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| 'Cause I’m coming home
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| So a cheer
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| It’s only once a year
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| And all around the world, the lights will fill the streets
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| And all the boys and girls are falling fast asleep
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| There’s magic in the air and it don’t matter how old I am
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| I feel like a kid again
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| I feel like a kid again
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| I feel like a kid again
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| My mother’s cooking out her famous recipe
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| We’re all around the fire looking up at the tree
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| I’m nearly home
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| It’s easy to forget all of the little things
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| Just like the smell of it, it always gets to me
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| And I’m not alone
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| So a cheer
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| It’s only once a year
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| And all around the world, the lights will fill the streets
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| And all the boys and girls are falling fast asleep
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| There’s magic in the air and it don’t matter how old I am
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| I feel like a kid again
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| I feel like a kid again
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| I feel like a kid again
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| I feel like a kid again
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| I feel like a kid again
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| And all around the world, the lights will fill the streets
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| And all the boys and girls are falling fast asleep
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| There’s magic in the air and it don’t matter how old I am
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| I feel like a kid again
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| And all around the world, the lights will fill the streets
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| And all the boys and girls are falling fast asleep
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| There’s magic in the air and it don’t matter how old I am
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| I feel like a kid again |