| Just a hint of peppermint and every single thing begins to feel like Christmas
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| And just like the snowflakes, no two are ever the same
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| Red and white and candy striped in every shape and size, oh what a sweet treat
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| this is
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| So hop on the choo choo and woo woo to Candy Cane Lane
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| You’ll be all aglow from your head to mistletoes, oh
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| There’s no road that could ever smell as sweet or look as good enough to eat
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| There’s nothin' like a city block of hangin' lights, where I
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| Just wanta curl up by the fire for a couple cups of cider and
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| Roast all those marshmallows
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| They’re hung up in the trees in line, the bulbs all fill the street just like a
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| scene from a snow globe
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| So baby, let’s go take a stroll down to Candy Cane Lane
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| You’ll be all aglow from your head to mistletoes, oh
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| There’s no road that could ever smell as sweet or look as good enough to eat
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| There’s nothin' like a city block of hangin' lights, where I
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| Just wanta curl up by the fire for a couple cups of cider and
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| Roast all those marshmallows
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| Add a pinch of cinnamon and suddenly the world begins to taste like December
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| And you’ll always remember comin' down to Candy Cane Lane …
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| Just a couple licks from the minty sugar stick and everything turns wintergreen
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| On Candy Cane Lane, one block from Gum Drop Street |