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|It's Christmas time.|
There's no need to be afraid.
|Greeting cards have all been sent. |
The Christmas rush is through.
|Bells will be ringing the glad, glad news.|
|Over the ground lies a mantle of white|
|It was Christmas Eve, babe,|
in the drunk tank
|[title] at the Christmas party hop.|
|Hang all the mistletoe,|
I'm gonna get to know you better
Just slip a sable under the tree for me.
|Oh my love,|
We've had our share of tears
|I really can't stay/ but [title].|
I got to go away/But [title].
|You better watch out. |
You better not cry.
|Long time ago in Bethleham,|
so the Holy Bible say
|Just see those sleigh bells jingle and ring-ting-a-tingling too.|
|[title] It's the best time of the year.|
|[title] The snow's coming down,|
[title] I'm watching it fall
|The news had come out in the First World War: the bloody Red Baron was flying once more.|
|Out of all the reindeers|
you know you're the mastermind
|Hey Mr. Churchill comes over here to say we're doing splendidly.|
|[partial title] [partial title] [title in full]|
[partial title]s swing and [partial title]s ring.
|[title], [title]. |
It's Christmas time in the city
Underneath the mistletoe last night.
|Well, way up north where the air gets cold.|