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a connection to Christmas music and it began in early childhood spurred on by three things. My culture, my family, and my city. I'm a born and raised new Yorker.
How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore
And a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten spot
In the Caribbean by providence impoverished
is
Non-stop
Gentlemen of the jury, I'm curious, bear with me
Are you aware that we're making history?
This is the first murder trial of our
gonna shop too much and dance in the snow
Drink just enough to let us go
Christmas isn't canceled, just you
Lost at first
Thinking that I might (I
It's about our time, I know our time
I play piano on my dance crew
It's Christmas Eve, Christmas Eve, Christmas Eve, yo
Gotta make a party for Christmas
judge
I'll be the judge of that
Besides, our judges are only
Going to give their opinions
The final decision will be made
By me truly
Then would'nt that
over themselves to win our praise
I remember that dreamlike candlelight
Like a dream that you can't quite place
But Alexander, I'll never forget
first christmas together
(Yea Sittin by the fireplace)
Im with you this december
(drinkin hot cocoa, yup)
It’s our first christmas together
I got a gift
a reflection of your heart. That words alone could never capture. When I write a Christmas song, it is almost always born from a moment in my life, inspired by
Check
It's Dirty Devils and Edward Scissors
Like an equation, it figures
We're off the scale, but not sheddin' our skins like lizards
Too cold
right now is that it was inspired by my little sister, Cheryl, she's someone who loves to remember our memories. And whenever I hear certain Christmas
out of Christmas
Taking the Chris out of Christmas
Alright so, I remember this one time
Me and Chris we're wrestling
And we were doing our drills
dreamlike candlelight
Like a dream that you can't quite place
But Alexander, I'll never forget the first time I saw your face
I have never been the same
eggnog by the fireplace
Ginger bread houses, last minute shopping
Christmas caroling
Our first married Christmas
Our first married Christmas
So warm by
Golf bags, balls, accessories, tons of stuff. When Christmas arrived, I texted my mom to let her know we were on our way. And my mom texted me back. Your
this opportunity
All the way from
America, to say happy Christmas
To you our faithful
Beloved fans all over the world
Who have made our life
Worth living
I had shown a great acumen for playing music by ear. My father bought me a small keyboard that was maybe like one or two, maybe three octaves. And I
and don't get stuck
Okay
By the way, that's me on the organ
Aw, Jeez
You start
Okay
On the first day of Christmas
My true love gave to me, a beer
Christmas ever was, was the first
By the time we got to Grandpa's house
His Christmas lights had burned it down
So we had to take him home to live with
and don't get stuck
Okay
By the way, that's me on the organ
Aw, Jeez
You start
Okay
On the first day of Christmas
My true love gave to me, a beer
And you know you've come to the right place
Family nestled by the fire
Christmas hopes to inspire
Loved ones by your side
You know you'll kiss your
let's go
It was the night before Christmas when everybody was murmuring about who had the biggest gifts wrapped beneath the Christmas tree
We never
in our democracy
Along with our first amendment right
Of free speech to say
Merry christmas everybody
In this land of the free
Where the main beverage
And you know you've come to the right place
Family nestled by the fire
Christmas hopes to inspire
Loved ones by your side
You know you'll kiss your
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