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Red velvet, a snow white feather
No matter what the weather
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Oh, baby, never say no
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Mister Klauss,
You come and see me
Oh, my darling Klauss,
You come and see me
What's in your red bag, Mr. Klauss?
Oh, something fancy, without a doubt
Songs of your christmas fairies
Sweets made from stars and cherries
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