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They are chasing me In the hot sun of a Christmas Day But they won't find me In the hot sun of a Christmas Day I walk the streets In the hot sun of a Christmas Day Everybody's blind In the hot sun of a Christmas Day I need my girl In the hot sun of a Christmas Day She seems to love me less In the hot sun of a Christmas Day Machine gun In the hot sun of a Christmas Day They killed someone else In the hot sun of a Christmas Day From Letras Mania