Christmas Bop
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Verse 1
Everybody's gotta do the Christmas Bop, yeah.
Verse 2
Hey baby, lend me your ear,
Christmas time is drawing near.
Get out your silk jeans
And your space shoes.
I've got some sweet, wild, devastating news.
Verse 3
(Christmas), here comes the sun.
(Christmas), we're gonna have some fun.
(Christmas), gonna dance till we drop.
Everybody's gotta do the Christmas Bop, yeah.
Verse 4
Summer's gone and snow's falls down.
I'm gonna miss that golden, surfing sound.
But cold is bold and there's nothing wrong.
We're dressed sweet while I'm singing my song, yes.
Verse 5
(Christmas), here comes the sun.
(Christmas), we're gonna have some fun.
(Christmas), gonna dance till we drop.
Everybody's gotta do the Christmas Bop, yeah.
(Christmas)
Verse 6
Hey baby, lend me your ear,
Christmas time is drawing near.
Get out your silk jeans
And your space shoes.
´Cause I've got some sweet, wild, devastating news. yeah.
Verse 7
Summer's gone and snow's falls down.
I'm gonna miss that golden, surfing sound.
But cold is bold and there's nothing wrong.
We're dressed sweet while I'm singing my song, yes.
Verse 8
(Christmas), here comes the sun.
(T.Rexmas), it´s the golden one.
(Christmas), gonna dance till we drop.
Everybody's gotta do the Christmas Bop, yeah.
Because it´s,
Verse 9
(Christmas), here comes the sun.
(T.Rexmas),
(Christmas), gonna dance till we drop.
Everybody's gotta do the Christmas Bop.
Because it´s,
Verse 10
Christmas, here comes the sun.
(T.Rexmas),
(Christmas), gonna dance till we drop, because,
Everybody's gotta do the Christmas Bop, yeah.
Verse 11
(Christmas),
(T.Rexmas), I wanna laugh, girl.
(Christmas),
Everybody's gotta do the Christmas Bop, yeah.
Verse 12
(Christmas), here comes the sun.
(T.Rexmas), see the golden one now.
(Christmas).
Don´t do this boppin´ down the style.
Listen me good and look me in the eye.
Verse 13
(Christmas), it´s T. Rexmas, yeah.
(T.Rexmas).
(Christmas),
Everybody's gotta do the Christmas Bop, oh-hoo.
(Christmas).
OK.
Pain, baby, but it does not prayer my brain.
Abraham, Martin Luther ain´t gone, gotta sing my song.

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Writer(s):Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Spirit Music Group
Copyright: MARC BOLAN



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