I found her in the morning,
All naked in my big shoes.
Placed in front of the fireplace,
No need to draw a picture of you.
The beat that stopped my heart,
On the bed I threw my whip,
Against her, I leaned.
And her beauty made me mute.
Tired, I have a hangover.
All night I helped my father.
In the fire I put wood.
In the chimney had his father.
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It was the daughter of Father Christmas.
I was the son of Bogeyman.
She was called Mary Christmas.
My name was Jean Balthazar.
I take the girl into my arms,
She told me but not Balthazar,
So don't rely on the arm,
I came here by chance.
All night, I whipped
A vengeance, wicked people.
All night, she has given
Presents to all the children
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Down at her home by mistake,
She was there in my shoes.
And since I couldn't take her heart,
I gave it on the landing.
It was the daughter of the Father Christmas.
I was the son of Father Bogeyman.
And she told me of a rattle voice.
Bye bye! Random Balthazar.
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