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Fairytale Of New York 
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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 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 big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the wind goes right through you
it's no for the old
you first took my hand
on a christmas eve
you promised me
was waiting for me
You were handsome
you pretty
queen of new york city
when the band finished playing
they howled out for more
was swinging,
all the drunks they singing
we kissed on a corner
danced through the night
The boys of the choir
were "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 dead on a drip in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you lousy faggot
happy christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the choir
still "galway bay"
and the bells were out
for christmas day
I could been someone
well so could anyone
you took my from me
I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put with my own
can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the nypd choir
still "galway bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for 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 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 big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the wind goes right through you
it's no for the old
you first took my hand
on a christmas eve
you promised me
was waiting for me
You were handsome
you pretty
queen of new york city
when the band finished playing
they howled out for more
was swinging,
all the drunks they singing
we kissed on a corner
danced through the night
The boys of the choir
were "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 dead on a drip in that bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you lousy faggot
happy christmas your arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the choir
still "galway bay"
and the bells were out
for christmas day
I could been someone
well so could anyone
you took my from me
I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put with my own
can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the nypd choir
still "galway bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for day
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