"It hasn't snowed a single flurry,
But Santa, dear, we're in a hurry;
But Santa, dear, we're in a hurry;
So climb down the chimney;
Put up the brightest string of lights I've ever seen.
Slice up the fruitcake;
It's time we hung some tinsel on that evergreen bough.
For I've grown a little leaner,
Grown a little colder,
Grown a little sadder,
Grown a little older,
ALL:
And I need a little angel
Sitting on my shoulder,
Need a little Christmas now."
And I need a little angel
Sitting on my shoulder,
Need a little Christmas now."
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Part of one of the most-performed songs from the musical Mame (and most-played on the radio), this often-omitted verse seems sadly appropriate in the light of recent events.
Part of one of the most-performed songs from the musical Mame (and most-played on the radio), this often-omitted verse seems sadly appropriate in the light of recent events.
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