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Holiday, holiday, so happy on
Holiday, holiday, so happy on
Holiday, holiday, so happy on
Holiday, holiday
Pizza bagels, gefilte fish
Egg nog flavored Manischewitz
Ginger bread houses and smoked fish
The chopped liver is so delish
Turtle neck sweaters are the pits
From Grandma who still calls them gifts
Christmas tree and a menorah
It's just a New York Chanukah
Melting chocolate gelt by the fire
Grandpa passed out, he must be tired
Eating fresh latkes from the fryer
Grandma tripped on the tv wire
Watching Scrooged on the big tv
Desert, bourbon or decaf tea?
Chocolate jelly rings and kreplach
It's just a New York Chanukah
Holiday, holiday, so happy on
Holiday, holiday, so happy on
Holiday, holiday, so happy on
Holiday, holiday
Temple or church it's time to split
I gained five pounds and cannot fit
Into that suit and I am mad
Cursing holiday food real bad
The services take way too long
Cough when they break into a song
Reefs, dreidels, and candelabra
It's just a New York Chanukah
Holiday, holiday, so happy on
Holiday, holiday, so happy on
Holiday, holiday, so happy on
Holiday, holiday, so happy on
Holiday, holiday, so happy on
Holiday, holiday, so happy on
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When that boys alone
He's right into his own
Give him a microphone
He's in the great unknown
And it doesn't mean a thing
He cares not where he's been
You cannot clip his wing
A singer's gotta sing
Write into his own
Write into his own
Write into his own
Write into his
When that boy creates
He thinks and separates
The thoughts he contemplates
And when he dissipates
It doesn't mean a thing
The songs he didn't sing
Are just thoughts lingering
And he controls thinking
Write into his own
Write into his own
Write into his own
Write into his
When he meditates
His body levitates
As he inverts mistakes
Guidance accelerates
Cause it doesn't mean a thing
People meandering
He controls his thinking
Deliberate creating
Write into his own
Write into his own
Write into his own
Write into his own
Write into his own
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I can't wait this year for Christmas
Gifts and presents
Hugs and kisses
All I want
All I want
Reading books by candlelight
Falling snow by the pale Moonlight
All I want
For Christmas is my mom
All I want
For Christmas is my mom
Make amends and find forgiveness
Put aside all family business
All I want
All I want
For that, I'd trade my new PlayStation
A world class cruise for a Staycation
All I want
For Christmas is my mom
All I want
For Christmas is my mom
I know things will be alright
When I'm with family Christmas night
That's all I want
All I want
Wearing holiday attire
Chestnuts roasting by the fire
All I want
Smell that homemade apple pie
Then tell me there's no heaven When you die
All I want
And if you can't make the time
Then I'll just go there in my mind
That's all I want
For Christmas is my mom
All I want
For Christmas is my mom
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Jolly Holiday for vacation
Happiness is my destination
Now it's time to play, be happy and smile
Relax for a while, now it's time to play
Good feelings and laughter is all that I'm after
Take me to Aruba or plop me on a cruise
Blast The Beach Boys on ten
Fill my cup up with booze
Give me something to eat
Actually, I'll take two
Eating food on the beach
Without wearing my shoes
And loving the process
Jolly Holiday for vacation
Happiness is my destination
Now it's time to play, be happy and smile
Relax for a while, now it's time to play
Good feelings and laughter is all that I'm after
Hawaiian Tropic Oil and Caribbean sun
With cold Balashi light and some mighty fine rum
People here do not hate
They're just here to have fun
And I'm burnt to a crisp
Turn me over, I'm done
Still loving the process
Now it's time to play, be happy and smile
Relax for a while, now it's time to play
Good feelings and laughter is all that I'm after
Jolly Holiday for vacation
Happiness is my destination
Now it's time to play, be happy and smile
Relax for a while, now it's time to play
Good feelings and laughter is all that I'm after
Now it's time to play, be happy and smile
Relax for a while, now it's time to play
Good feelings and laughter is all that I'm after
Now it's time to play, be happy and smile
Relax for a while, now it's time to play
Good feelings and laughter is all that I'm after
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She Fought Like Hell
03:12
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How'd she go, this was so sudden
What did she get sick or something
Tell me, what is left, to say
Okay
She fought like hell
Just to get well
She gave it hell
She fought so well
Cancer is hell
But she did it well
She fought like hell
You just could tell
When she left
She took with her, the key
The keys to my heart
She fought like hell, fought like
See you in the here and after
I will miss the warmth and laughter
Is there anymore to say
Okay
Pass it over to me and I'll blast it
I can only feel what is real fantastic
Not saying hip hip hooray for the casket
I'm grateful knowing her, and the time that it lasted
You don't like my answers
Don't ask it
Giving me anger, cause I'm so bombastic
Thinking of the times we got blasted
Instead of getting mad, and sad, and drastic
And how she lived, I will treasure
Deep in
Deep inside my heart
She fought like hell, fought like
Nothing ever lasts forever
That is just a false endeavor
Spirit never dies away
Okay
And how she lived
I will treasure
Deep in
Deep inside my heart
She fought like hell
She fought like hell
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Beachfront Vinny New York
Beachfront Vinny is a Long Island musical theater artist who might be best known for falling on Al Jardine during a live Beach Boys show, or for briefly being the surf guitar protégée of Dick Dale (The King of The Surf Guitar). Vinny’s Surficana music blends elements of surf rock, Americana, and comedy with tropical harmonies and infectious grooves. ... more
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