Turn on all the Christmas lights
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Cause baby's coming home tonight
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I can hear her footsteps in the street
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Turn the choral music higher
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Pile more wood upon the fire
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That should make the atmosphere complete
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I've had to wait forever
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But better late than never
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She's just in time for me
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She's right on time
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She's right where she should be
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She's right on time
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I'm a man with so much tension
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Far too many sins to mention
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She don't have to take it anymore
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But since she said she's coming home
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I've torn out all my telephones
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Soon she will be walking through that door
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I may be going nowhere
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But I don't mind if she's there
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She's just in time for me
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She's right on time
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She's right where she should be
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She's right on time
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Left to my own device
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I can always make believe
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That there's nothing wrong
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Still I will choose to live
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In the complicated world
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That we share for so long
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Good or bad
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Right or wrong
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And it occurred to me
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While I set up my Christmas tree
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She never missed a cue
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Or lost a beat
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Everytime I lost the meter
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There she was when I would need her
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Greeting me with footsteps in the street
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I guess I should have known it
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She'd find the perfect moment
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She's just in time for me
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She's right on time
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She's right where she should be
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She's right on time
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Turn the choral music higher
|
Pile more wood upon the fire
|
That will make the atmosphere complete
|
|
I've had to wait forever
|
But better late than never
|
She's just in time for me
|
She's right on time
|
She's right where she should be
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She's right on time
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She's right on time
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She's right on time
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She's Right On Time
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| Billy Joel |
