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When I'm not the girl that I used to be
I don't believe in the things that I used to believe
But it feels like Christmas
To me
And I can't recall when I wrote to Santa last
I think it was the 80s when the stock market crashed
But it feels like Christmas
To me

So [?] what your mama said was wrong
That don't mean that you cannot sing along

So I bake gingerbread, and lots of treats
I'm gonna fight about politics with my family
But it feels like Christmas
To me

So [?] what your mama said was wrong
That don't mean that you cannot sing along
Oh, oh-oh, oh oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh
Oh oh-oh, oh

You can talk about Santa with the science geeks
It's all "quantum mechanics" and "gravity"
But it feels like Christmas
To me
I don't believe in magic, and other deceit
But believing right now to get our very first tree
It feels like Christmas
To me (Christmas)
Oh, it feels like Christmas
To me (Oh, I am dreaming
Oh, it feels like Christmas
To me

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way...

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