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December will be magic again. Take a Husky to the ice while Bing

Crosby sings 'White Christmas' -- he makes you feel nice. December

will be magic again...Old Saint Nicholas up the chimney, just popping

up in my memory...Dropping down in my parachute (the white city, she

looks so beautiful!), up on the black-soot-icicled roofs...Oh! And see

how I fall, see how I fall, like the snow, come to cover the lovers

(Don't you wake them up!), come to sparkle the dark up, come to cover

the muck up with just a touch of make-up (with a little luck). See how

I fall...

December will be magic again. Light up the candlelights to

conjure Mr. Wilde into the silent night. (Ooh! It's quiet inside, here

in Oscar's mind!) December will be magic again. Don't miss the

brightest star, kiss under mistletoe...I want to hear you laugh --

Don't let the mystery go now!

December will be magic again