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Hello Dan, it's Joe here, I hope you're keeping well
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It's the 21st of December, and now they're ringing the last bell
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If I get good behaviour, I'll be out of here by July
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Won't you kiss my kids on Christmas Day, please don't let 'em cry for
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Me
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I guess the brothers are driving down from Queensland and Stella's
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flying in from the coast
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They say it's gonna be a hundred degrees, even more maybe, but that
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won't stop the roast
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Who's gonna make the gravy now? I bet it won't taste the same
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Just add flour, salt, a little red wine and don't forget a dollop of
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tomato sauce for sweetness and that extra tang
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And give my love to Angus and to Frank and Dolly,
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Tell 'em all I'm sorry I screwed up this time.
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And look after Rita, I'll be thinking of her
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early Christmas morning When I stand in line
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I hear Mary's got a new boyfriend, I hope he can hold his own
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Do you remember the last one? What was his name again?
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(Just a little too much cologne)
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And Roger, you know I'm even gonna miss Roger
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'Cause there's sure as hell no one in here I want to fight
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Oh praise the Baby Jesus, have a Merry Christmas,
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I'm really gonna miss it, all the treasure and the trash
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And later in the evening, I can just imagine,
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You'll put on Junior Murvin and push the tables back
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And you'll dance with Rita, I know you really like her, Just don't hold
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her too close, oh brother please don't stab me in the back
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I didn't mean to say that, it's just my mind it plays up,
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Multiplies each matter, turns imagination into fact
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You know I love her badly, she's the one to save me,
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I'm gonna make some gravy, I'm gonna taste the fat
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Tell her that I'm sorry, yeah I love her badly, tell 'em all I'm sorry,
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And kiss the sleepy children for me
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You know one of these days, I'll be making gravy,
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I'll be making plenty, I'm gonna pay 'em all back.
