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Fairytale Of New York 
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It was christmas eve babe
in the tank
an old man to me, won't see one
and then he sang a song
the rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away
and dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
year's for me and you
so 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 goes through you
it's no place for the old
when you my hand
on a cold christmas eve
you promised me
broadway was for me
You handsome
you were pretty
queen of new york city
when the playing
they howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we kissed on a corner
danced through the night
The 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 there almost dead on a drip in bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you faggot
happy christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the nypd choir
singing "galway bay"
and the were out
for christmas day
I could have someone
well so could anyone
you my dreams from me
when I first 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 ringing out
for christmas day
in the tank
an old man to me, won't see one
and then he sang a song
the rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away
and dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
year's for me and you
so 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 goes through you
it's no place for the old
when you my hand
on a cold christmas eve
you promised me
broadway was for me
You handsome
you were pretty
queen of new york city
when the playing
they howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we kissed on a corner
danced through the night
The 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 there almost dead on a drip in bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you faggot
happy christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the nypd choir
singing "galway bay"
and the were out
for christmas day
I could have someone
well so could anyone
you my dreams from me
when I first 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 ringing out
for christmas day
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