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I do it for Mama
I do it for Jesus
I do it for presents
I do it for love
I have my reasons
The joy of the season
Some people don't fall for Santa Claus
But I'll keep believing
Believe in the glitter, snow in the winter
Reindeer that know how to fly
I believe in the magic, toys made of plastic
And trying to be good all the time
I won't say nothing
To my little cousins
I'll be a toy soldier
'Cause I'm a little bit older
And I'll leave the cookies
Pretend that I'm sleeping
Some people don't fall for Santa Claus
But I'll keep believing
Believe in the glitter, snow in the winter
Reindeer that know how to fly
I believe in the magic, toys made of plastic
And trying to be good all the time
It'll make us feel better
So I'll write one more letter
For the looks on their faces
And the neon shoelaces
I have my reasons
The joy of the season
Some people don't fall for Santa Claus
But I'll keep believing
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