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Fairytale Of New York 
Medium
by The Pogues
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It was christmas eve babe
in the drunk tank
an old man said to me, won't see another one
and then he sang a song
the rare old dew
I turned my face away
and dreamed about you
Got on a one
in eighteen 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 come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the wind goes you
it's no place for the old
when you took my hand
on a christmas eve
you promised me
broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
you were pretty
queen of new york city
when the band finished playing
they howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the were singing
we on a corner
then danced through the night
The of the nypd choir
were singing "galway bay"
and the were out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old on junk
lying almost dead on a drip in bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you cheap lousy faggot
happy christmas arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells were out
for christmas day
I could have been someone
well so anyone
you took my dreams from me
when I found you
I kept them 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
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for day
in the drunk tank
an old man said to me, won't see another one
and then he sang a song
the rare old dew
I turned my face away
and dreamed about you
Got on a one
in eighteen 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 come true
They've got cars big as bars
they've got rivers of gold
but the wind goes you
it's no place for the old
when you took my hand
on a christmas eve
you promised me
broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome
you were pretty
queen of new york city
when the band finished playing
they howled out for more
sinatra was swinging,
all the were singing
we on a corner
then danced through the night
The of the nypd choir
were singing "galway bay"
and the were out
for christmas day
You're a bum
you're a punk
you're an old on junk
lying almost dead on a drip in bed
you scumbag, you maggot
you cheap lousy faggot
happy christmas arse
I pray god it's our last
the boys of the nypd choir
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells were out
for christmas day
I could have been someone
well so anyone
you took my dreams from me
when I found you
I kept them 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
still singing "galway bay"
and the bells are ringing out
for day
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