| No, there won’t be Christmas for me this year
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| For the simple reason being you’re not here
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| There won’t be eggnogs by the cozy fire
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| There won’t be glasses of mulled wine either
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| There won’t even be a Christmas tree
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| 'cause you’re not here to light it up with me
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| Oh, Santa honey, won’t you bring my baby back to me?
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| 'cause i miss him, yes, i miss him oh so dearly
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| I haven’t sent him his Christmas card
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| 'cause that would mean we really are apart
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| The Christmas stockings are as empty as my heart
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| I know you’re away doing something good
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| But just this once, baby, if you could
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| You know you can, and you know should
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| 'cause Christmas won’t be Christmas
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| Without you
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| Two days to Christmas and i’m still waiting outside
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| Wishing upon a star that you’ll be coming home tonight
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| But it was cold, it was getting late
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| Sadly, i crept back into bed
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| But then i felt a soft kiss on my cheek
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| I opened my eyes, and there my baby was
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| With me
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| My baby came back for me
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| Merry Christmas, baby |