| When I was a girl, just a little girl
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| I couldn’t wait 'til I became a woman
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| And I could grow a thatch of curls
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| A deep, dark forest to keep me warm in this cold world
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| And days became weeks, weeks became months
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| Months turned to years and it was like magic
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| It grew and grew, the greatest bush
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| That the kingdom ever knew
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| But at the turn of the millennium
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| A fever gripped the land
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| It was decreed that all the women
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| Look like little girls again
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| But now I’m growing a beard downstairs for Christmas
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| Growing a downstairs beard for you
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| I’m growing a beard downstairs for Christmas
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| Growing it big, growing it thick, growin' it for you
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| Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas baby
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| Merry Christmas, I’m growing it strong and true
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| Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas baby
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| When I was a boy, just a little boy
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| I was embarrassed by my body’s changes
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| But then one day at the local pool
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| I saw a life guard with hair growing out of his anus
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| I was so impressed, it looked like Tom Selleck’s chest
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| He was so proud as he towelled it down
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| I couldn’t wait to cultivate
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| My very own hairy bum gown
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| But at the start of the millennium
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| Spandex gripped the land
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| Every back sack and crack was attacked with wax
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| Now I’m growing it back, a gift for you to unwrap
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| Now I’m growing a beard downstairs for Christmas
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| Growing a downstairs beard for you
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| I’m growing a beard downstairs for Christmas
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| Growing it big, growing it thick, growin' it for you
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| Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas baby
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| Merry Christmas, I’m growing it strong and true
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| Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas baby
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| We’ll keep each other warm at night
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| With our jingle bell hairy stalactites
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| We’ll watch each other grow and grow
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| I’ll stick to you, I’ll stick to you
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| Like velcro
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| Now I’m growing a beard downstairs for Christmas
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| Growing a downstairs beard for you
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| Now I’m growing a beard downstairs for Christmas
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| I’m growing it big, growing it thick
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| Now I’m growing a beard downstairs for Christmas
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| Growing a downstairs beard for you
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| Now I’m growing a beard downstairs for Christmas
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| Growing it big, growing it thick, growin' it for you
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| Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas baby
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| Merry Christmas, I’m growing it strong and true
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| Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas baby |