Lyric Fairytale Of New York

It was christmas eve babe
in the drunk tank
an old man said to mewon`t see another one
but then they sang a son
the rare old mountain dew
I turned my face awayand dreamed about you
Got on a lucky one
came in eighteen to one
I´ve got a feeling
this year´s for me and you
so happy christmas
I love you baby
I can see another one
where all our dreams come true.

They got cars big as bars
they 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 day
you promised me broadway was waiting for me
You´re handsome you´re pretty
queen of new york citywhen the band finished playing they hold out from more
Sinatra was swinging all the drunks they were singing
we kissed on a corner
and danced through the night.

And the boys from the NYPD choir were singing Galway Bay
and the bells were ringing outfor 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 scambag you maggot
you cheap lousy fagott
happy christmas you arseI pray god it´s our last.

And the boys of the NYPD choirwere singing Galway Bay
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day.

I could have been someone
well so can everyone
you took my dreams from me
when I first found you
I took them with me babe
I put them with my own
can´t make it all alone
I´ve built my dreams around you

And the boys of the NYPD choirwere singing Galway Bay
and the bells were ringing out
for christmas day.