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I am dreaming of a white Christmas I say stop, cause it's too **** hot for that You see instead of skiing and skating on ice We are having barbecues and swimming in the pool And instead of Santa coming down the chimney he goes through the computer screen and uncle robbie and jim bob And Jacob lying on the beach getting a tan and if they are dreaming of a white Christmas well stop cause in Australia It's too **** hot for that You see kids are riding their surfboards On Bondi beach and santa will join us Everyone is having fun And robbie pulls out six pack And said lets get out backpacks And hike through the kangaroo island bushland If you dream of a white Christmas Well stop cause in Australia it's too **** hot You see we go off the Queensland and sere the big pineapple and then go down to Coffs Harbour to see the big banana and mum is sweating in the kitchen cooking the Christmas bird And we go to jamberoo to slide down the waterslide And uncle Freddie said ** ** ** look at me go I am dreaming of a white Christmas I should stop cause in Australia it's too **** too **** Too **** hot
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Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 8:22 AM UTC
there is no white christmas in Australia
I am dreaming of a white Christmas I say stop, cause it's too **** hot for that You see instead of skiing and skating on ice We are having barbecues and swimming in the pool And instead of Santa coming down the chimney he goes through the computer screen and uncle robbie and jim bob And Jacob lying on the beach getting a tan and if they are dreaming of a white Christmas well stop cause in Australia It's too **** hot for that You see kids are riding their surfboards On Bondi beach and santa will join us Everyone is having fun And robbie pulls out six pack And said lets get out backpacks And hike through the kangaroo island bushland If you dream of a white Christmas Well stop cause in Australia it's too **** hot You see we go off the Queensland and sere the big pineapple and then go down to Coffs Harbour to see the big banana and mum is sweating in the kitchen cooking the Christmas bird And we go to jamberoo to slide down the waterslide And uncle Freddie said ** ** ** look at me go I am dreaming of a white Christmas I should stop cause in Australia it's too **** too **** Too **** hot
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johnny-georgy-brown
Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 8:22 AM UTC
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