I'll get presents that believe me I don't want or I don't need,
I'll see people that I do not want to see.
I will eat too much and drink too much and feel a little sick
And I guess I'll have to buy a Christmas tree.
All the money that I spend will be haunting me for months,
Yes, and so will all those inches on my waist,
While the wrappings and the ribbons will fill the rubbish bin
And I always think that turkey's got no taste.
Then after it's all over I will have about a year
To forget how much I hated you-know-when,
But there is another problem that will rear its ugly head
'Cos I have to have a birthday before then.
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