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Fairytale Of New York 
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It was eve babe
in the drunk tank
an old man to me, won't see another one
and then he a song
the rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away
and dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
this year's for me and you
so happy christmas
I love 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 first my hand
on a cold christmas eve
you me
broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
you were pretty
queen of new city
when the band finished playing
out for more
was swinging,
all the drunks were singing
we kissed on a corner
then danced through the night
The boys of the choir
"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
lying almost dead on a drip in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you cheap lousy faggot
christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the choir
still "galway bay"
and the bells ringing out
for christmas day
I could have been someone
well so could anyone
you took my dreams from me
when I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put my own
can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The of the nypd choir
still "galway bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for christmas day
in the drunk tank
an old man to me, won't see another one
and then he a song
the rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away
and dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
this year's for me and you
so happy christmas
I love 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 first my hand
on a cold christmas eve
you me
broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
you were pretty
queen of new city
when the band finished playing
out for more
was swinging,
all the drunks were singing
we kissed on a corner
then danced through the night
The boys of the choir
"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
lying almost dead on a drip in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you cheap lousy faggot
christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the choir
still "galway bay"
and the bells ringing out
for christmas day
I could have been someone
well so could anyone
you took my dreams from me
when I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put my own
can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The of the nypd choir
still "galway bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for christmas day
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