You better watch out. You better not cry. You better not pout, I'm telling you why...

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12/14/2012

You better watch out. You better not cry. You better not pout, I'm telling you why...

Hold Nickar is coming to town. He knows where your heart is. And he's hungry.

His disciples will make sure he finds you. There's nowhere to run.

Christmas Lone-Star Style -- Linda Turner

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