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
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
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
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 FAGGOT
HAPPY CHRISTMAS
YOUR ARSE I PRAY GOD
IT'S OUR LAST
THE BOYS OF THE
NYPD CHOIR STILL
SINGING GALWAY BAY
AND THE BELLS ARE
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 MAKE IT
ALL ALONE
I'VE BUILT MY DREAMS
AROUND YOU
THE BOYS OF THE
NYPD CHOIR STILL
SINGING GALWAY BAY
AND THE BELLS ARE
RINGING OUT
FOR CHRISTMAS DAY