Chicago - Wonderful Christmas Time Lyrics
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Wonderful Christmas Time
Wonderful Christmas Time Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Wonderful Christmas Time By Chicago?
The moon is right
The spirits up We're here tonight And that's enough Simply having a wonderful Christmas time Simply having a wonderful Christmas time The party's on The feelin's here That only comes This time of year Simply having a wonderful Christmas time Simply having a wonderful Christmas time The choir of children sing their song Ding dong, ding dong Ding dong, ding oh Oh Simply having a wonderful Christmas time Simply having a wonderful Christmas time The word is out About the town To lift a glass Ah don't look down Simply having a wonderful Christmas time Simply having a wonderful Christmas time The choir of children sing their song They practiced all year long Ding dong, ding dong Ding dong, ding dong Ding dong, ding dong The party's on The spirits up We're here tonight And that's enough Simply having a wonderful Christmas time Simply having a wonderful Christmas time The moon is right The spirits up We're here tonight And that's enough Simply having a wonderful Christmas time Simply having a wonderful Christmas time Simply having a wonderful Christmas time Simply having a wonderful Christmas time Oh Christmas time |
Who Wrote Wonderful Christmas Time By Chicago?
Paul Mccartney
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What's The Duration Of The Wonderful Christmas Time By Chicago?The duration of Wonderful Christmas Time is 3:50 minutes and seconds. |
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