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It's gotten by the three kings |
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And I thought I saw a star |
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I could smell the holy spirit, |
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It was coming from the hall |
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It's magic they said |
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Back from the dead |
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It's not Christmas yet |
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God's not coming back |
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God's not coming back |
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You turn my water into wine, |
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You fix my table, it's just fine |
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Two ton rocks he rolled away, |
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Feels secure every Sunday |
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It's magic they said |
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Back from the dead |
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It's not Christmas yet |
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God's not coming back |
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You with the mandoline |
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You never talk the little queen |
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You look like Ian Gillian |
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But I bet you couldn't scream |
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It's magic they said |
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Back from the dead |
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It's not Christmas yet |
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God's not coming back |
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God's not coming back |
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God's... not... coming... back |
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God's... not... coming... back |
