| Happiness is automatic
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| There’s music in the air
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| Grab the boxes from the attic
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| And haul 'em down the stairs
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| Freezing weather’s 'round the corner
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| And everybody knows
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| Soon the tree will be all lit up
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| Sparkling as it glows
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| Today’s anything but the same-old-thing
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| I can almost hear those sleigh bells ring
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| Singin' all those happy songs
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| While the little ones all dance along
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| Take a real quick look around and suddenly I see
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| It’s not even Christmas yet, I got all the gifts I need
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| Runnin' 'round in plaid pajamas and slippers on our feet
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| Mama takes that photograph while we all talk through our teeth
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| Sugar cookies in the oven
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| Shaped like tiny trees
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| Stealing goodies by the dozen
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| And makin' memories
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| Today’s anything but the same-old-thing
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| I can almost hear those sleigh bells ring
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| Singin' all those happy songs
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| While the little ones all dance along
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| Take a real quick look around and suddenly I see
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| It’s not even Christmas yet, I got all the gifts I need
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| Got caught hangin' the mistletoe
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| Somebody stole a little kiss
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| I ain’t tied a single bow
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| But I can already cross love off my list
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| Take a real quick look around and suddenly I see
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| It’s not even Christmas yet, I got all the gifts I need
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| I take a real quick look around and suddenly I see
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| It’s not even Christmas yet, I got all the gifts I need |