| Let’s skip Christmas this year
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| Darling, what do you say?
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| Can’t we just let it slide
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| Like it was any old day
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| But with the money we save
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| Well we can just disappear
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| Before we both die of cheer
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| Let’s skip Christmas this year
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| We’ll stay out of the mall
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| All the glam and the haste
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| Just not deck the hall
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| Or stuff food in our face
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| We’ll tell our family and friends
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| That we still love them a ton
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| But we’ve just taken ill
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| And we won’t be much fun
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| Oh no don’t send us a thing
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| We’re contagious, we fear
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| Can’t you imagine their sneer
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| If we skip Christmas this year
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| Now we may share DNA
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| But we’re not the same kind
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| Let 'em bicker and fuss
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| Let 'em drink themselves blind
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| Let’s skip Christmas this year
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| Can’t we sit this one out?
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| Just pretend we don’t know
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| What all the fuss is about
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| Dinner plates will be thrown
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| Your drunk uncle will leer
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| We don’t belong in that sphere
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| Let’s skip Christmas this year
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| I’ve had it up to my ears
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| Let’s skip Christmas this year |