| I want a new baby for Christmas
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| The one with long pretty hair
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| I can send her kisses
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| And I know I’ll never miss her
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| Because she will always be there
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| Now I don’t want this old baby for Christmas
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| So Santa you know she’s not true
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| She kissed me on a hay ride
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| And took me on a sleigh ride
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| The turned my white Christmas blue
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| The people are happy at Christmas time
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| The children they’re jumping all around
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| And I don’t wan t to be left out of all the fun
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| So Santa don’t you let me down
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| I want a new baby for Christmas
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| So don’t you bring me one that’s untrue
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| You kissed me on a hay ride
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| And took me on a sleigh ride
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| And turned my white Christmas blue
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| I want a new baby for Christmas
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| The one with long pretty hair
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| Then I can send her kisses
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| And I know I’ll never miss her
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| Because she will always be there
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| I don’t want this old baby for Christmas
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| Now, Santa you know she’s not true
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| 'Cause she kissed me on a hay ride
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| And took me on a sleigh ride
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| Then turned my white Christmas to blue
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| Yes, the people are happy at Christmas time
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| The children they’re jumping all around
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| And I don’t wan t to be left out of all the fun
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| So Santa don’t you let me down
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| I want a new baby for Christmas
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| Now don’t you bring me one that’s untrue
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| She’ll kissed me on a hay ride
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| And took me on a sleigh ride
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| And turned my white Christmas blue |