| Woke up, the sun streaming in my room
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| Warm beach from palm December afternoon
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| You close your eyes, another year blows by Somewhere in the wind, just another life
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| (Verse)
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| My parents sent a Christmas card and then it’s true
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| We understand you’re staying and we’re proud of you
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| There’s a well-rehearsed disinterest in the atmosphere
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| I don’t know if that’s what this time gave me or if it lead me here
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| (Pre-Chorus 1)
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| And I played so many parts
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| I don’t know which one’s really me Don’t know if I can take
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| (Chorus 1)
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| Another Christmas in L.A.
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| Another pitcher of Sangria
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| In an empty beach café
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| Another Christmas in L.A.
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| Hold me tighter Carmelita
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| I don’t know how long I can stay
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| (Verse)
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| Left a girl behind in my old man’s truck
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| Sometimes I wonder where she ended up Maybe she got married, had a couple of kids
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| Who do you think you’re fooling man?
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| Of course she did
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| (Pre-Chorus 2)
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| I’m walking in that tennis bar
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| Try and talk with Harry Bean
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| I don’t know if I can take
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| (Chorus 2)
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| Another Christmas in L.A.
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| Another casting call on Thursday
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| For a job that doesn’t pay
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| Another Christmas in L.A.
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| Another burnout in a tank top
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| It seems your basket is the case
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| A fat protagonist in flip flops
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| With an extensive resume
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| From Echo Park to Catalina
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| Dreaming of a white Christmas
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| The one I used to know
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| Tree tops glisten, children listen
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| To sleigh bells in the snow
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| Another Christmas in L.A. |