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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 then he a song
the old mountain dew
I turned my face away
and dreamed 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 you baby
I can see a better time
all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the wind right through you
it's no for the old
when you took my hand
on a cold eve
you promised me
was waiting for me
You were handsome
you were pretty
queen of new york city
when the finished playing
they out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we kissed on a corner
then danced the night
The boys of the nypd choir
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 there almost on a drip in bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you lousy faggot
happy christmas arse
I pray god it's our last
the of the nypd choir
singing "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day
I could have someone
well so could anyone
you my dreams from me
when I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put my own
can't it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the 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 old mountain dew
I turned my face away
and dreamed 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 you baby
I can see a better time
all our dreams come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the wind right through you
it's no for the old
when you took my hand
on a cold eve
you promised me
was waiting for me
You were handsome
you were pretty
queen of new york city
when the finished playing
they out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we kissed on a corner
then danced the night
The boys of the nypd choir
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 there almost on a drip in bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you lousy faggot
happy christmas arse
I pray god it's our last
the of the nypd choir
singing "galway bay"
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day
I could have someone
well so could anyone
you my dreams from me
when I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put my own
can't it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the are ringing out
for day
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