| I don’t need a lot of presents
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| To make my Christmas bright
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| I just need my baby’s arms
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| Wound around me tight
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| Oh oh santa hear my plea
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| Santa bring my baby back to me
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| The Christmas tree is ready
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| The candles all aglow
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| But with my baby far away
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| What good is mistletoe
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| Oh oh Santa, hear my plea
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| Santa bring my baby back to me
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| Please make these reindeer hurry
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| Well their time is drawing near
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| It sure won’t seem like Christmas
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| Until my baby’s here
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| Fill my sock with candy
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| And a bright and shiny toy
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| You wanna make me happy and fill my heart with joy
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| Then Santa, hear my plea
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| Santa bring my baby back to me
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| Please make these reindeer hurry
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| Well their time is drawing near
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| It sure won’t seem like Christmas
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| Until my baby’s here
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| Fill my sock with candy
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| And a bright and shiny toy
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| You wanna make me happy and fill my heart with joy
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| Then Santa, hear my plea
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| Santa bring my baby back to me
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| Then Santa, hear my plea
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| Santa bring my baby back to me |