There's gingerbread on the tableIn the church they're singing carolsAnd there's trees in all of the windowsAnd cinnamon scented candlesAnd there's a place we can goIt might be under the mistletoeI spent too much time in the snowAnd I just can't wait to get homeSpent too much time in the snowSpent too much time in the snowSpent too much time in the snowAnd I just can't wait to get homeI'll see you next time.
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