singing fills the air Oh why can't every day be like Christmas Why can't that feeling go on endlessly For if everyday could be just like Christmas What
their singing fills the air Oh why can't every day be like Christmas Why can't that feeling go on endlessly For if everyday could be just like Christmas
in an alley, the next day It was like sunny valley He was melting and I was just fine He got pissed and pulled out a nine If I'm gonna die you should
believe in me and you, my friends are all I told you I was right but I was wrong And now I dedicate to you my song 'Cause if I live without you I'm
to me I know I hurt u so huney i'm here Let u know I love u so Let u know that I was wrong If every single day I here a long I want to c u dancing n
, it was a Chelsea Morning And the first thing that I heard Was a song outside my window And the traffic wrote the words It came a reelin' up Like Christmas
really respect me Mark: If I were a girl, every time I went to the gynecologist, I'd fake an orgasm Tom: Bad kids Mark: Bad christmas spirit Tom: Bad christmas
-motion crawl of life's busy race No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup If the wind's got you
... boy, household, christmas time? David: oh yeah, most of them really. presents, tree, decorations, agents sliding down the chimney... Bing: what? ? David: oh, I was just seeing if
first thing that I heard, Was a song outside my window, And the traffic wrote the words, It came ringing up like christmas bells, And rapping up like
before... Every Christmas time... Every christening... Ever time that you sing I'm the first to shout "Encore!" But... Mother darling, Let a daughter have her day
s face And his fingers flew and the fabric swirled It was nine-fifteen all around the world Every cut and stitch was a perfect fit As if God Himself
d sing the song they sang to me About the time they called me Jackie If I could be for only an hour If I could be for an hour every day If I could be
d sing that song they sang to me About the time they called me 'Jacky' If I could be for only an hour If I could be for an hour every day If I could
the first thing that I heard Was a song outside my window And the traffic wrote the words It came ringing up like Christmas bells And rapping up like