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Fairytale Of New York

It was Christmas Eve, babe, in the drunk tank

An old man said, "Son, I won't see another one"

And then he sang a song, a rare old mountain tune

I turned my eyes away, and I thought about youI got on a lucky one, came in at 18/1

I've got a feeling this year's for me and you

So Happy Christmas, I love you baby

There's going to be good times

When all our dreams come true.They've got cars big as bars

They've got rivers of gold

But the wind blows right through you

It's no place for the old

When I first took your hand on a cold Christmas Eve

I told you that Broadway was waiting for me.You were handsome and pretty, queen of New York city

When the band finished playing, the crowd howled for more

Sinatra was swinging, and the crowd they were singing

We kissed on the corner and danced round the floor.CHORUSAnd the boys from the New York police choir were singin' Galway Bay

And the bells were ringin' out on Christmas DayI could have been someone and so could anyone

I took my dreams from you when I first met you

I kept them with me, babe, and put them with my own

I can't make it all alone

I've built my dreams around you.You're a bum you're a punk you're an aul hoor on junk

Lyin' there on the drip nearly dead in the bed

You scumbag you maggot you cheap lousy faggot

Happy Christmas me arse, I would rather be dead...CHORUSI love you baby

I've got a feeling this year's for me and you

So Happy Christmas, I love you baby

There's going to be good times

When all our dreams come true.

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