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Fairytale Of New York 
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It was eve babe
in the drunk tank
an old man said to me, won't see one
and then he sang a song
the old mountain dew
I my face away
and about you
Got on a lucky one
came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
year's for me and you
so happy christmas
I you baby
I can see a better time
when all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the wind goes right through you
it's no place for the old
when you took my hand
on a cold christmas eve
you me
broadway was for me
You handsome
you were pretty
queen of new city
the band finished playing
they howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they singing
we kissed on a corner
then through the night
The boys of the choir
were "galway bay"
and the were ringing out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old slut on junk
there on a in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you cheap lousy faggot
happy christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells ringing out
for day
I could have someone
so anyone
you took my dreams from me
when I first you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
can't it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the nypd choir
still "galway bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for christmas day
in the drunk tank
an old man said to me, won't see one
and then he sang a song
the old mountain dew
I my face away
and about you
Got on a lucky one
came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
year's for me and you
so happy christmas
I you baby
I can see a better time
when all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the wind goes right through you
it's no place for the old
when you took my hand
on a cold christmas eve
you me
broadway was for me
You handsome
you were pretty
queen of new city
the band finished playing
they howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they singing
we kissed on a corner
then through the night
The boys of the choir
were "galway bay"
and the were ringing out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old slut on junk
there on a in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you cheap lousy faggot
happy christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells ringing out
for day
I could have someone
so anyone
you took my dreams from me
when I first you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
can't it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the nypd choir
still "galway bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for christmas day
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