Christmas has gone, but let’s all sing a song for the mistletoe is merry and bright.
You will sit here and they will sit there, and together we’ll sing until dawn.
There’s no need to be sad or obnoxious and mad, for a new year will dawn soon enough.
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Christmas has gone, but let’s all sing a song for the mistletoe is merry and bright.
You will sit here and they will sit there, and together we’ll sing until dawn.
There’s no need to be sad or obnoxious and mad, for a new year will dawn soon enough.