I don't want to be no bum
I don't want to be no crumb
I don't want to be no scum
I want to get along
I don't want to be no loser
I don't want to be no boozer
Spend Christmas in a po-lice cruiser
I want to sing a song
I don't want to get too old
I don't want to get too cold
I don't want to grow no mold
I want to have some fun
I don't want to be so poor
I don't want to close the door
I don't want to fail no more
I want to see the sun
I don't want to have no fear
I don't want pain so severe
I don't want a path unclear
I want a happy year
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