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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 mountain dew
I my face away
and about you
Got on a lucky one
came in to one
I've got a feeling
this year's for me and you
so christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got of gold
but the wind goes right through you
it's no place for the old
you first my hand
on a cold christmas eve
you promised me
broadway was for me
You were handsome
you were pretty
queen of new york city
when the band finished playing
howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks singing
we on a corner
then danced through the night
The boys of the choir
were singing "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
dead 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 of the choir
still "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day
I could have someone
well so anyone
you my dreams me
I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the nypd choir
singing "galway bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for christmas day
in the drunk tank
an old man said to me, won't see another one
and then he a song
the rare old mountain dew
I my face away
and about you
Got on a lucky one
came in to one
I've got a feeling
this year's for me and you
so christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got of gold
but the wind goes right through you
it's no place for the old
you first my hand
on a cold christmas eve
you promised me
broadway was for me
You were handsome
you were pretty
queen of new york city
when the band finished playing
howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks singing
we on a corner
then danced through the night
The boys of the choir
were singing "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
dead 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 of the choir
still "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day
I could have someone
well so anyone
you my dreams me
I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the nypd choir
singing "galway bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for christmas day
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