tristans peterson's writing
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(ryme to tic tok kesha)
about Christmas
wake up in the morning feeling like mcdonald
slip your slippers on and run out the door
yea i'm talking presents on the floor floor
santa at the door door
yea lets yell some more
dont stop rip it upthe party ant stopping now
go ohohoho
go ohohoho
tonight imma fight till i win my purple kite
ohohohoho
ohohohoho
like yea i got a bike
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