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It was christmas eve babe
in the drunk tank
an old man said to me, wonand'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
iand've got a feeling
this yearand's for me and you
so happy christmas
i love you baby
i can see a better time
when all our dreams come true
Theyand've got cars big as bars
theyand've got rivers of gold
but the wind goes right through you
itand's no place for the old
when you first took my 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
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we kissed on a corner
then danced through the night
The boys of the nypd choir
were singing andquot;galway bayandquot;
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day
Youand're a bum
youand're a punk
youand'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 itand's our last
I could have been someone
well so could anyone
you took my dreams from me
when i first found you
i kept them with me babe
i put them with my own
canand't make it all alone
iand've built my dreams around you
No Use For A Name
Fairytale of new york
Fairytale of new york
It was christmas eve babe
in the drunk tank
an old man said to me, wonand'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
iand've got a feeling
this yearand's for me and you
so happy christmas
i love you baby
i can see a better time
when all our dreams come true
Theyand've got cars big as bars
theyand've got rivers of gold
but the wind goes right through you
itand's no place for the old
when you first took my 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
sinatra was swinging,
all the drunks they were singing
we kissed on a corner
then danced through the night
The boys of the nypd choir
were singing andquot;galway bayandquot;
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day
Youand're a bum
youand're a punk
youand'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 itand's our last
I could have been someone
well so could anyone
you took my dreams from me
when i first found you
i kept them with me babe
i put them with my own
canand't make it all alone
iand've built my dreams around you
