It's that time of year when the same songs come on the radio over and over again. I actually had to look up the lyrics to this one because I usually don't listen to more than a line or so before moving on to another station.
Text:
Her: I don't need to hang my stocking... won't make me happy with a toy... won't even wish for snow... won't make a list and send it...
Him: Got it, please say what you do want.
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