| Don’t think I’ll bother writing to Santa Claus
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| And outside the snow is falling
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| Oh, but even so
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| When I wake up on Christmas morning
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| I’ll be on my own
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| Christmas isn’t Christmas without you
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| It just isn’t Christmas without you
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| I can still do silly things, go out and get drunk with my friends
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| Christmas isn’t Christmas without you
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| Oh
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| I’ve got a little spring of mistletoe
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| Could end up kissing someone I hardly know
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| But it’s no use me pretending
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| I’m over you yet
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| My heart as a way of remembering
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| Things my brain forgets
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| Christmas isn’t Christmas without you
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| It just isn’t Christmas without you
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| I’ll just have a pizza with a bit of holly stuck in it
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| 'Cause Christmas isn’t Christmas without you
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| It’s Christmas time, will you be mine?
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| It’s Christmas time, be mine
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| It’s Christmas time, will you be mine?
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| It’s Christmas time, be mine
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| Christmas isn’t Christmas without you
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| It just isn’t Christmas without you
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| I can ding-dong merrily around the stupid Christmas tree
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| Christmas isn’t Christmas without you
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| No, Christmas isn’t Christmas without you
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| Christmas isn’t Christmas…
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| Without you |