| Its the night before Christmas and all thru the house
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| not a creature is stirring not even a mouse
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| the stockings are hung by the chimney with care
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| but hopes for saint Nicholas i wish i could share
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| i am new to this world i arrived here this morn
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| to this beautiful planet though beat up and torn
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| i don’t need a gift need no more than ive got
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| hear the unspoken wish from a tiny tiny tot
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| i only want the world for Christmas
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| the blue green for ever turning world for chistmas
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| nothing more nothing less i want it for keeps and i promise to share
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| so that everyone who wants can cuddle and care
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| i only want the world for chistmas
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| the blue green for ever turning world for christmas
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| to restore to repossess
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| please make it last my fate is in your hands
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| oh give me a present for the future
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| you could follow your heart but you follow a whim
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| and fill up your stockings way over the brim
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| ignoring the signs on a frail chrystal ball
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| you wish away wish away wish away all
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| the moon on the breast of the new fallen snow
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| gives a luster of mid day to objects below
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| why your eyes wont see
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| when they’ve given all this light
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| i wonder i wonder
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| this very special night
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| i only want the world for chistmas
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| the blue green for ever turning world for chistmas
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| to restore to reposes
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| please make it last my fate is in your hands
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| oh give me oh give me oh give me oh give me oh give me a present for the future
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| do do do do do do do do do do do do |