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It was eve babe
in the drunk tank
an old man said to me, won't see another one
and then he sang a song
the rare old dew
I turned my face away
and 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 better time
when all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the goes right you
it's no place for the old
you first my hand
on a cold christmas eve
you promised me
broadway was waiting for me
You handsome
you pretty
queen of new city
when the band playing
they howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we kissed on a corner
then danced through the night
The boys 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 slut on junk
lying almost dead on a drip in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you lousy faggot
christmas your arse
I 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 dreams me
when I first you
I with me babe
I put with my own
can't make it all alone
I've built my you
The boys of the nypd choir
singing "galway bay"
and the bells are out
for christmas day
in the drunk tank
an old man said to me, won't see another one
and then he sang a song
the rare old dew
I turned my face away
and 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 better time
when all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the goes right you
it's no place for the old
you first my hand
on a cold christmas eve
you promised me
broadway was waiting for me
You handsome
you pretty
queen of new city
when the band playing
they howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we kissed on a corner
then danced through the night
The boys 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 slut on junk
lying almost dead on a drip in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you lousy faggot
christmas your arse
I 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 dreams me
when I first you
I with me babe
I put with my own
can't make it all alone
I've built my you
The boys of the nypd choir
singing "galway bay"
and the bells are out
for christmas day
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