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