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Jesse Malin
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Fairytale Of New York
Lyricist:Jeremy Finer, Shane Macgowan
It was Christmas Eve, babe In the drunk tank An old man said to me Won't see another one
And then we sang a song The Rare Old Mountain's Dew I turned my face away And dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one Came in eighteen to one I've got a feeling This year's for you and me
So happy Christmas I love you, baby I see a better time When all our dreams come true
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
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
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com The boys of the NYPD choir Were singing Galway Bay And the bells were 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 fagot Happy Christmas, your ass I pray God it's our last
The boys of the NYPD choir Were singing Galway Bay And the bells were ringing out For Christmas day
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 seem to make it all I've built my dreams around you
The boys of the NYPD choir Were singing Galway Bay And the bells were ringing out For Christmas day
The boys of the NYPD choir Were singing Galway Bay And the bells were ringing out For Christmas day And the bells were ringing out, oh
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