Fairytale Of New York
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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 Mountain Dew"
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen-to-one
Got a feeling
This year's for me and you
So Happy Christmas
I love you, baby
I can see a better time
When all my dreams come true
They've got cars, they've got bars, they've got rivers of gold
And the wind blows right through you, it's no place to be old
When I first took your hand on a cold 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
Sinbad, you were singing, all the drunks they were swinging
We kissed on a corner and danced through the night
And the boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the Bells are ringing 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 thank God it's our last
And the boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the Bells are ringing out
For Christmas Day
I could've been someone
Well, so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me, babe
I poured them with my own
I can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you
And the boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the Bells are ringing out
For Christmas Day
And the boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the Bells are ringing out
For Christmas Day