Hold up your wine glass,
Appreciate your friends,
Prpose your reselotions,
Primp up your spirit,
Your new year awaits
Never agin the same year,so,
Everybody blow your whistel,
When the cock hits twelve.
You and I,
Engadged in excitment as we awaits,
At the exact moment,
Ringing our bells at midnight.
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