Deck the halls with leaves from shoe soles
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Tis the season for new potholes
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Don we now our ugly sweaters
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Which somehow smell like Irish Setters
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See the merchandise before us
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Strike the clerk who won’t ignore us
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“Follow me,” demands security
Fa la la, la la la, la la la
“It’s not helping that you’re flirty.”
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Fast away the old year passes
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But the traffic’s like molasses
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Ride we in the car together
Fa la la, la la la, la la la
Inching through the nasty weather
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