| Darling, your love
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| Oh I fear
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| Just like everything this time of year
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| It burns
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| Red & Green
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| Should I stop?
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| Should I go?
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| Is the season in your heart as cold
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| As Winter winds are mean
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| Now the holidays may come between and push us apart
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| But nothing can make me feel blue
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| Like you do
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| When your love is Red and Green
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| When your love is Red and Green
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| Through your Santa Claus and your tree
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| Do you ever really think of me?
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| Some days, I just don’t know
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| My menorah, is the same
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| But could never even hold a flame
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| If you leave me in the snow
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| We’re at two sides, everlasting, of this holiday divide
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| Cause, the lights on your house shine the way
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| Well, someday
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| Still your love is red and green
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| I know, you got, a stocking for me
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| Something ribboned and new
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| Someday, I’ll win that present from your heart
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| But till then, I’ll save the eight I made for you
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| Darling, your love
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| Oh I fear
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| Just everything this time of year, it burns
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| Red and Green
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| Should I stop?
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| Should I go?
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| Is the season in your heart as cold as winter winds are mean
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| Now the holidays may come between and push us apart
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| But nothing can make me feel blue
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| Like you do. |
| When your love is red and green
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| Oh darling, like you do
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| When your love is red and green |