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I'm fearful of a shite Christmas Just like the ones I've come to know Where the streets all glisten As the rowdies piss in The streets on New Year's Eve
I'm hoping for the right Christmas With every local friend I greet May your days be merry and bright And may the emmets stay at home tonight
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas For us to remember all our lives For if you know the place you'll know It never snows in St. Ives!
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