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Once a year my friend puts on a red suit |
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And hangs around with me and my wife |
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Now I can't help but feeling jealous |
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Each time she climbs on his knee |
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And she stands beneath the mistletoe screaming |
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For him to stand beneath the mistletoe screaming |
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Now I can't help but feeling jealous |
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Each time she climbs on his knee |
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Why must she climb on his knee? |
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I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard |
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She kissed him once and whispered in his ear |
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I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard |
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I wish he would go, he's breakin' up my home |
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She always had this twisted side to her |
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But she'd never drag my name around town |
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But lately she's been humming cheatin' songs |
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And I don't like that fat guy around |
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No, I don't like that fat guy around |
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I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard |
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She kissed him once and whispered in his ear |
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I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard |
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I wish he would go, he's breakin' up my home |
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I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard |
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Trilling Christmas, trembling fear |
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(Trilling, Christmas) |
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I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard |
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I wish he would go, he's breakin' up my home |