Wayne Newton Dear Santa歌词

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Dear Santa The thing is this year has been lame It always seemed I always dreamed by now I'd have someone elses last name Way past grown Sleeping in a shrunken bed All alone (unless you count the squatters tearing up my head) Tried so hard to be good

[ti:Let it snowLet it snowLet it snow] [ar:Big Mama] [al:] [00:19.02]Let it snowLet it snowLet it snow [00:20.25] [00:22.86]Oh The Weather Outside Is Frightful [00:28.29]But The Fire Is So Delightful [00:31.89]And Since We've No Place To Go [00:35.40

[ti:God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen] [ar:Loreena Mckennitt] [al:A Winter Garden] [00:00.01]Loreena McKennitt - God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen [00:14.10] [00:28.17]God rest ye merry, gentlemen, [00:30.75]Let nothing you dismay [00:33.58]Remember Christ our S

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www.artlinklife.com weibo.com/vvvcheung It's gettin' late So send him here I don't think i can make It through another year Come on santa come through Oh a usual place A strong embrace A pillow and a blanket By the fireplace Dim the lights down low O

Dear Isabelle 作词:Lee DeWyze.Toby Gad.Lindy Robbins 作曲:Lee DeWyze.Lindy Robbins.Toby Gad I found this faded picture of you and me on Lake Michigan you were smiling, the wind was blowing in your hair I think it's been around 5 years, and everything and

Back Door Santa - Clarence Carter They call me Back door Santa I make my run At the break of day They call me Back door Santa I make my run At the break of day I make all the little girls happy While the boys are out to play I ain't like the old Sain

They call me the back door santa I make my runs about the break of day they call me the back door santa I make my runs about the break of day I make all the little girls happy, while the boys are out to play I ain't like the old saint nick, he don't