(Mark Erelli & Polly Mathewson)
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Saint Nick fell down the chimney right on cue
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With a big ole' bag of gifts for me and you
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I was crying by the Christmas tree with a bottle of Petrone
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This ain't no time of year to be alone
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He said 'you look like hell, boy where's your better half?'
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I said 'she's gone and I don't think she's coming back
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Did she have some last minute shopping that just couldn't be postponed?'
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This ain't no time of year to be alone
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I got just one wish
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On my Christmas list
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Oh baby how I wish you were here
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I want chestnuts roastin', good friends toastin'
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Health and happiness
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But it won't mean a thing without you dear
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He said 'Christmas without love and tenderness
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That's just a hollow holiday at best
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Son, it takes two to tango underneath that mistletoe'
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This ain't no time of year to be alone
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I got just one wish
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On my Christmas list
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I'd give anything to have you here with me
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I want yule logs, reindeer, egg nogg, good cheer
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Five golden rings
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Not Kris Kringle's singles therapy
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So me and old Saint Nick kicked back a few
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And we both agreed he ain't no substitute for you
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And I heard him say as he pulled his sleigh back out into the cold
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Ain't No Time Of Year To Be Alone
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| Mark Erelli |
