It's Christmas Eve - blogs, TV and radio are no doubt going to be full of Noddy Holder screaming as if someone's kicked him in the Noddy Holders, Wizzard will still be beardy and that song by The Pogues & Kirsty MacColl won't be getting the airtime it deserves. I'm sick of Christmas songs, although thankfully I've escaped most of them, and I'm sure some of you will also be sick of them.
And that is why I chose this song. It's a bit of relief, albeit of a slightly flirtatious nature, and it'll break up the humdrum of vomit-inducing jingle-filled crap.
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