Fairytale of New York

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(It was Christmas)

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Eve babe, in the

Drunk tank, an old man

Said to me, won't see a-

-Nother one, and then he

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Sang a song, "The Rare Old

Mountain Dew", I turned my

Face away, and dream a-

-Bout you. Got on a

Lucky one, came in eight-

-Teen 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

Better time, when all our

Dreams come true

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(They've got)

Cars big as bars, they've got rivers of gold, but the

Wind goes right through you, it'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

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(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 the corner, then danced through the night

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(The)

Boys of the NYPD choir were singing 'Galway Bay'

And the bells are ringing, out for Christmas day

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You're a bum, you're a punk. You're an old slut on junk

Living there almost dead, on a drip in that bed

You scum bag, you maggot, you cheap lousy faggot

Happy Christmas your ass, I pray God, it's our last

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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

Can't make it all alone

I've built my dreams around you

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