The jingle bells are jingling
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The streets are white with snow
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The happy crowds are mingling
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But there¡¯s no one that I know
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I¡¯m sure that you¡¯ll forgive me
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If I don¡¯t enthuse
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I guess I¡¯ve got the Christmas blues
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I¡¯ve done my window shopping
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There¡¯s not a store I¡¯ve missed
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But what¡¯s the use of stopping
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When there¡¯s no one on your list
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You¡¯ll know the way I¡¯m feeling
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When you love and you lose
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I guess I¡¯ve got the Christmas blues
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When somebody wants you
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Somebody needs you
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Christmas is a joy of joy
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But friends when you¡¯re lonely
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You¡¯ll find that it¡¯s only
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A thing for little girls and little boys
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May all your days be merry
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Your seasons full of cheer
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But till it¡¯s January
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I¡¯ll just go and disappear
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Oh Santa may have brought you some stars for your shoes
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But Santa only brought me the blues
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Those brightly packaged tinsel covered Christmas blues
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Christmas Blues
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| Matt Dusk |
