Underneath the Christmas tree
The presents and the mystery
I wonder if i'll be just fine
Its just me under mistletoe
But trust me i'm content alone
My mind is unconventional
I'll be just fine
And I'll lose all my thoughts
When the snow falls down in dots
Weather like a feather
I guess i like this a lot
And even though i can barely breathe
From this cold that's chasing me
Sick on the Xsmas Eve
So I'll sing
o-o-o-o-h
o-o-o-o-h (I'll stay happy)
o-o-o-o-o-oh
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