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