Dear Santa

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Dear Santa, the thing is this 
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year has been lame
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It always seemed, I always dreamed
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 by now I'd have someone else's 
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last name
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Way past grown, sleeping in a 
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shrunken bed
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All alone, unless you count the 
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squatters tearing up my head

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Tried so hard to be good all year 
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long
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And we are all inherently bad, 
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Anne Frank had it wrong

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Santa, oh Santa, where were you 
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last night?
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I asked for nothing, I even left
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 some cookies right
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By the open window, I don't have 
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a chimney, just a heart of gold, 
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you see
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Imagine my surprise that not even 
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santa wants cookies from me

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Dear Santa, could you use a 6 
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foot 1 elf?
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I'm sick of taking stock from this 
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widow's walk, up here searching 
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for myself
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Is there any way I could hop 
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aboard your sleigh?
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Take a holiday, leave the work 
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to me, your red-nosed blue jay

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When people say the joy you 
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bring's a children's thing, does it 
sting?
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'Cause I will ring silver bells 
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and sing you're as real as Martin 
Luther King

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[Verse 3]
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Chocolate chip, oatmeal raisin, 
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gingerbread too.
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A full selection from my 
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convection in little shapes of you
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Free flowing Ho-Ho-ing's a lot 
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for one man's jaws
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If you're feeling brittle, I can 
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bake a little Mrs. for your Claus

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