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