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[ar:bette midler] |
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The sun is shining,the grass is green, |
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the orange and palm trees sway. |
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There's never been such a day |
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in Beverly Hills,L.A. |
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But it's December the twenty fourth, |
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and I am longing to be up north. |
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I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, |
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just like the ones I used to know. |
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Where the treetops glisten and children listen |
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to hear sleigh bells in the snow. |
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I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, |
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with every Christmas card I write. |
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May your days be merry and bright, |
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and may all your Christmases be white. |
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May your days be merry and bright, |
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and may all your Christmases, |
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all your Christmases, |
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all your Christmases be white. |