The music starts playing.
I’m dreaming of a white Oscar
Just like the ones I used to
know
Where the top stars glisten
And children listen
To hear white statements at
the blow.
I’m dreaming of a white Oscar
With every invitation card I
write
May this day be merry and bright
And may all your Oscars be
white.
I’m dreaming of a white Oscar
Just like the ones I used to
know
Where the top stars glisten
And children listen
To hear white statements at
the blow.
I’m dreaming of a white Oscar
With every invitation card I
write
May this day be merry and
bright
And may all your Oscars be
white.
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