Strings of lights above the bed
Curtains drawn and a glass of red
All I ever get for Christmas is blue
Saxophone on the radio
Recorded forty years ago
All I ever get for Christmas is blue
When you play my song
Play it slowly
Play it like I'm sad and lonely
Maybe you can solve my mystery
Wrap me in your arms and whisper
You miss me
Weatherman says it's miserable
But the snow is so beautiful
All I ever get for Christmas is blue
It would take a miracle
To get me out to a shopping mall
All I really want for Christmas is you
Let them ring the bells
They won't miss us
I'll be drinking down your kisses
Deep into the night we'll go stealing
Underneath a starry ceiling
Revealing
White lights on the Christmas tree
Thank God you are here with me
All I ever get for Christmas is blue
All I ever get for Christmas is blue
All I ever get for Christmas is blue

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