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Yes, my love, oh we, are magicians |
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you and I |
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And soon, you'll see |
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that the cloud shapes in our eyes are blind |
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but fly, forever just the same |
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Yes, my love, oh we, are magicians |
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you and I |
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And soon, you'll see |
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that the cloud shapes in our eyes are blind, |
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but fly, forever just the same |
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forever just the same |
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Oh you -- you've been sleeping in the rough |
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A traveling man took you by the hand |
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And still I wonder |
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Why dear -- you've a pocket full of snuff |
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A meek and mild rag-time child who sometimes wonders |
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Why the crowds all stare |
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Mrs Porter's crying "Keep that kid away from my bear" |
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I've got 10 bob on that one and I'll not be having no mad-arsed kid do me wrong |
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And suddenly the curtain falls |
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Oh it -- it may well hap' to be |
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That there's magic wed in ragged threads |
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That you sleep under |
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To find -- there's comfort in the melody |
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Too mild and meek for rag-time chic and still I wonder |
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Why the crowds all stare, |
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Mrs Porter's crying "Keep that kid away from my bear" |
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I've got 10 bob on that one and I'll not be having no mad-arsed kid do me wrong |
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And suddenly the curtain falls |
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Mary was a poor girl |
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Turned alabaster call girl |
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With bruised and pale pins |
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Mary's still a poor girl |
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So through these gutters crawl, girl |
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Your secret's sleeping in |
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And the crowds'll stop and stare |
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Mrs Porter's crying "Keep that kid away from my bear" |
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I've got 10 bob on that on and I'll not be having no mad-arsed kid do me wrong |
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And suddenly the curtain falls |
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Santa Baby |
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Just slip a sable under the tree for me |
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you been an awful bad girl |
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Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight |
