Intro:
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I bought a candelabra made of glass from Petticoat Lane
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It cost twice as much as usual but I did not complain
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I walked back to our cold water flat in the pouring rain
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But the wrapping got ruined and the glass looked stained
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And the tree I picked up cheap shed its needles down the drain
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Now everybody's talking about the kisses and the hugs
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and all the little heartstrings that the festive season tugs
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But all I see are lager louts, shoplifters and thugs
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So fill mine up cause Christmas is for mugs
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I took a bus to Camden town, began to shop around
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I looked for some new sex shop that I read of in Time Out
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I bought a gadget that the man said would make you scream and shout
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But it did not come with batteries and we could not find the spout
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Like so many Christmas presents we threw it out
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Now everybody's talking about the kisses and the hugs
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and all the little heartstrings that the festive season tugs
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But all I see are lager louts, shoplifters and thugs
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So fill mine up cause Christmas is for mugs, yes it is
Instrumental:
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Now all the crepe and tinsel is left lying on the floor
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And the wreath we hung up weeks ago is rotting on the door
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And I'd like to punch the lights out of that crooked vendor
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If I saw Saint Nick tonight, there'd be a scene of gore
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I'd throw a match into the fire and make the chimney roar
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Now everybody's talking about the kisses and the hugs
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and all the little heartstrings that the festive season tugs
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But all I see are lager louts, shoplifters and thugs
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So fill mine up cause Christmas is for mugs
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So fill mine up cause Christmas is for mugs
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So fill mine up cause Christmas is for mugs
