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Mistletoe
“Look up babe, it’s gonna snow”
she looks up at the mistletoe
I kiss her tenderly
the surprise on her face is easy to see
She kissed back with an unknown longing
Like this is what she dreamed
The best present for her
was myself
In this hold
I told her
“I love you, and all I want for Christmas is you”
you said
“All I want is you too”
she looks up at the mistletoe
I kiss her tenderly
the surprise on her face is easy to see
She kissed back with an unknown longing
Like this is what she dreamed
The best present for her
was myself
In this hold
I told her
“I love you, and all I want for Christmas is you”
you said
“All I want is you too”
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