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Wonderful Christmastime

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 19.06.2012

(Paul McCartney)

The mood is right, the spirit's up
We're here tonight and that's enough
Simply having a wonderful christmastime
Simply having a wonderful christmastime

The party's on, the feeling's here
That only comes this time of year
Simply having a wonderful christmastime
Simply having a wonderful christmastime

The choir of children sing their song
They practiced all year long
Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong, ding
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Simply having a wonderful christmastime
Simply having a wonderful christmastime

The world is out, about the town
To lift a glass, oh don't look down
Simply having a wonderful christmastime

The choir of children sing their song
They practiced all year long
Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong, ding
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

The party's on, the feeling's here
That only comes this time of year
Simply having a wonderful christmastime
We're simply having a wonderful christmastime
Simply having a wonderful christmastime


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