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(Getranscribeerd door TurboScribe.ai. Upgrade naar Onbeperkt om dit bericht te verwijderen.) You know them, you know them.

It's Swedish pop supergroup ABBA.

They're the Fleetwood Mac of cold weather.

And they're the number one band alphabetically of

all time.

You can't get enough of their music.

You loved Mamma Mia.

Mamma Mia, here we go again.

And the prequel, Mama.

And you love how their hits like Dancing

Queen make you feel young, sweet and seventeen.

And now, being released for the first time,

it's their 1978 Christmas album, ABBA Christmas.

With songs like Santa Queen.

Santa Claus, your life's a dream.

You're at the dance, you're seventeen.

Coming down the chimney.

Straight through the dance floor.

You're thirteen plus four.

Or their take on A Way in a

Manger called Who's That Baby?

It's the Baby Jesus.

It's a baby day.

Your birthday's today.

Shake a tambourine.

Cause you're seventeen.

The wise men pray.

And that you'll give a twirl.

On the dance floor saying that we love

you girl.

Cause you're seventeen.

That's right, the characters are mostly on the

dance floor.

And they're all seventeen.

But not all the tunes are happy.

Take a listen to their wintry take on

Cheeky Tita, Frosty Tita.

Wow, everyone look.

Look there, it's Frosty Tita.

Wow, she's more beautiful than ever.

She's smiling, but we know the truth.

The truth is, she's super depressed.

Frosty Tita, you are so sad.

You're not a girl, you're very bad.

You're too bad, don't have a boyfriend.

You are so big, you're so big.

Please try not to cry.

Your tears are messing your eyes up.

It's ABBA Christmas.

Featuring fifteen brand new Christmas classics.

As well as eighty-five holiday remakes of

their existing songs.

Like their Fa La La number.

Sung with their signature, standing close, facing different

directions.

Take on the guttural favorite, Knowing Me, Knowing

You.

Kiss for me, kiss for you, uh-huh.

We are black and red and blue.

Kiss for me, kiss for you, uh-huh.

ABBA translated the songs from Swedish to English

themselves.

And they all turned out perfect, except for

one that didn't.

Barbecue!

Maybe we'll get the first kangaroo.

Barbecue!

Give me some more of that kangaroo.

So give yourselves the gift of ABBA Christmas.

Perfect for everyone from mothers to their gay

sons.

Take it away, ABBA.