Los Straitjackets - I Wish It Could Be Christmas Everyday Lyrics

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I Wish It Could Be Christmas Everyday

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What Are The Lyrics For I Wish It Could Be Christmas Everyday By Los Straitjackets?
Oh when the snowman brings the snow
Oh well he just might like to know He's put a great big smile on somebody's face If you jump into your bed And you cover up your head Don't you lock the doors You know that sweet Santa Claus is on the way [Chorus] Well I wish it could be Christmas everyday When the kids start singing and the band begins to play Oh I wish it could be Christmas everyday Let the bells ring out for Christmas When we're skating in the park If the storm cloud paints it dark Then your rosy cheeks are gonna light my merry way Now the frosticals appeared And they've frozen up my beard And so we'll lie by the fire Til the sleep simply melts them all away Well I wish it could be Christmas everyday When the kids start singing and the band begins to play Oh I wish it could be Christmas everyday Let the bells ring out for Christmas Well I wish it could be Christmas everyday When the kids start singing and the band begins to play Oh I wish it could be Christmas everyday Let the bells ring out for Christmas Why don't you give your love, it's Christmas When the snowman brings the snow When the snowman brings the snow When the snowman brings the snow When the snow |
Who Wrote I Wish It Could Be Christmas Everyday By Los Straitjackets?
Roy Wood
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