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* But he won't know we're enemies *
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* 'cause I'll play sincere, spring a trap *
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* Like that, hug him tight, get on his lap *
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* And tell him he can come back every year *
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* 'cause I am Jehovah's most secret witness *
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* So I might have to dedicate my life to Christmas *
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* And act just like I love it till the day I die *
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* A-b-e-d connoisseur of Christmas *
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* On the spectrum, none of your business *
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* Talks to fast to comprehend *
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* Just wanna do right by my friend *
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* If years were seasons, this December *