Christmas night, another fight.
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Tears were cried, a flood.
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I¡¯ve of all kinds of poison in, of poison in my blood.
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I took my feet to Oxford Street
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Tryin¡¯ to right a wrong.
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¡°Just walk away,¡± those windows say,
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But I can¡¯t believe she¡¯s gone.
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When you¡¯re still waiting for the snow to fall,
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It doesn¡¯t really feel like Christmas at all.
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Up above candles oh they flicker, oh they flicker and they float
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And I¡¯m up here holding on to all those chandeliers of hope
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And like some drunken omen singing, I go singing out of tune
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Saying know I always loved you darling and I always will.
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And you¡¯re still waiting for the snow to fall,
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It doesn't really feel like Christmas at all.
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Still waiting for the snow to fall,
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It doesn't really feel like Christmas at all.
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Those Christmas lights
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Light up the street,
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Down where the sea and city meet.
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May all your troubles soon be gone.
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Oh Christmas lights keep shining on.
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Those Christmas lights
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Light up the street,
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Maybe they¡¯ll bring her back to me
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Then all my troubles will be gone
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Oh Christmas lights keep shining on.
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Oh Christmas lights
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Light up the street
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Light up the fire wicks in me.
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May all your troubles soon be gone
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Those Christmas lights keep shining on.
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Christmas Lights
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