Christmas is in the air
Yet i never seem to care
Wondrin' why i feel this way
When this is supposed to be fun and gay
I hope this feeling will go away
Get rid of it soon, if i may
To old St. Nick riding on his sleighed-reindeer
If i could make a wish this year
It's not for me to be rich and sexy
But for him to come back, 'coz i miss him dearly...
xoxo,
Mae =)
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