Sing to the tune of Jingle Bells.
Christmas time; Christmas time; Christmas time is here. All that shopping you have done, make it so dear. Christmas time; Christmas time; Christmas time is here. The tree looks rare and not so bare. All those gifts for mom and dad make this time the best you've ever had. You've waited all the year and now it's here. So don't despair; you can do it all again next year. Happy Birthday Baby Jesus You are the Reason for the Season.
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