| Every Christmas I come back to this town
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| I come looking through some lost and found
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| Wondering if you’re still hanging around down here
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| With the holiday they line these streets
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| Where I once loved you and you once loved me
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| I’m sorry, it just gets to me
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| I wonder if I called up your house
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| If your momma would let you out?
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| Maybe, baby
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| I’ll see you this Christmas, what do you say
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| Or maybe, baby
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| I’ll see you on New Year’s Day
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| I remember your eyes with the snow outside
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| You said, «This place always looked a little better in white»
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| I wanna look up and see your face one more time
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| Feels like the clock stopped ticking the day that I left
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| I think of you and I still catch my breath
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| I’m sorry, you just get to me
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| I wonder if you’ll be going out
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| There’s only one party in this town
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| Maybe, baby
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| I’ll see you this Christmas, I hope and pray
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| Or maybe, baby
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| I’ll see you on New Year’s Day
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| Baby, it’s so strange being back here again
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| I keep running into all of our old friends
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| This whole town ringing one more year
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| I don’t wanna let this feeling disappear
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| I pray that you might be her tonight
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| And there you were standing, shining underneath that light
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| Screaming at the ball on the TV counting down
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| Streamers and papers piling up on the ground
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| Baby, did you come here alone?
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| Are you maybe looking for someone?
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| To kiss you?
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| God, I’ve missed you
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| Maybe, baby, we didn’t get Christmas
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| But if you stay
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| Or maybe, baby
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| We could have New Year’s Day
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| Maybe, maybe, baby
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| Maybe, maybe |