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