the sun is shining
the grass is green
the orange n palm trees sway
there's nv been such a day
in beverly hills LA
but its december the twentyfourth
and i am longing to be up north
i'm dreaming of a white christmas
just like the one i used to know
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
Just like the ones I used to know.
Where the tree-tops glisten,
And children listen
To hear sleighbells in the snow.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
With every Christmas card I write,
"May your days be merry and bright,
And may all your Christmases be white
;D its stuck in my head since sat. ;D
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