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An old fashioned Christmas (Frank Sinatra) |
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Give
me an old fashioned Christmas an old fashioned Christmas.
Family faces wide open spaces covered with snow.
Right now my mom there in the kitchen basting the Christmas
bird, You'll have to take my word, you can't find that at the
automat.
An old fashioned fireplace give me an old fashioned
fireplace My heart remembers smoldering embers warming your
glow.
I'd trade that whole Manhattan skyline the shimmering steel and
chrome, For one old fashioned Christmas back home.
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