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Today is going to be quick, easy, and fun. I'll never forget the Christmas that Mom got a bee in her bonnet about finding the Jackson 5 Christmas album. I don't know if we had it and had lost it, if we had it on record and she wanted the cassette/CD, or if she just decided she'd had enough of waiting to hear it on the radio and needed her own personal copy. But away we went to Be Bop Record Shop to make the purchase. She adored baby Micheal's voice. "I DID! I really did see Santa. Guys, you gotta believe me, you just GOTTA  believe me!" Several songs from that album have become seasonal favorites of mine. So, naturally, they made the playlist. Enjoy!

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"Santa Claus is Coming to Town"

"I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus"

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