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Fairytale Of New York 
Medium
by The Pogues
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It was eve babe
in the tank
an old man said to me, won't see another 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 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 rivers of gold
but the wind right through you
it's no place for the old
you first took 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 playing
they howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we kissed on a corner
then danced through the night
The of the nypd 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 almost on a drip in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you cheap lousy faggot
happy arse
I god it's our last
the boys of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the were ringing out
for christmas day
I been someone
well so anyone
you took my dreams from me
when I first found you
I kept me babe
I put my own
can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the choir
still "galway bay"
and the are out
for christmas day
in the tank
an old man said to me, won't see another 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 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 rivers of gold
but the wind right through you
it's no place for the old
you first took 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 playing
they howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we kissed on a corner
then danced through the night
The of the nypd 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 almost on a drip in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you cheap lousy faggot
happy arse
I god it's our last
the boys of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the were ringing out
for christmas day
I been someone
well so anyone
you took my dreams from me
when I first found you
I kept me babe
I put my own
can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the choir
still "galway bay"
and the are out
for christmas day
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