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I'm spending Hanukkah in Santa Monica
Wearing sandals, lighting candles by the sea
I spent Shavuos in East St. Louis
A charming spot, but clearly not the spot for me
Those eastern winters, I can't endure 'em
So every year I pack my gear and come out here to Purim
Rosh Hashanah, I spend in Arizona
And Yom Kippur, way down in Mississippa
But in December, there's just one place for me
Amid the California flora, I'll be lighting my menorah
Like a baby in his cradle, I'll be playing with a dreidl
Spending Hanukkah in Santa Monica by the sea!
I'm spending Hanukkah in Santa Monica
Wearing sandals, lighting candles by the sea
I spent Shavuos in East St. Louis
A charming spot, but clearly not the spot for me
Those eastern winters, I can't endure 'em
So every year I pack my gear and come out here to Purim
Rosh Hashanah, I spend in Arizona
And Yom Kippur, way down in Mississippa
But in December, there's just one place for me
Amid the California flora, I'll be lighting my menorah
Like a baby in his cradle, I'll be playing with a dreidl
Here's to Judus Maccabeus, boy, if he could only see us
Spending Hanukkah in Santa Monica by the sea!