Håkan Hellström - Fairytale of New York lyrics

Tack så mycket Tack för danserna Tack för tårarna på kinderna Och stjärnorna på himlarna Jag undrar varför det inte snöar längre kring jul, förresten Som jag minns det så var det alltid snö på julafton och sånt där när man... Det kanske är en efterkonstruktion Det spelar kanske inte så stor roll heller Inte så länge man har Fairytale of New York Och inte så länge man har Plura Jonsson 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 you and me 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 blows 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 You howled out for more Sinatra was swinging All the drunks, they were singing We kissed on a corner And 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 s*ut You're an old s*ut on junk Lying there almost dead on a drip in the bed You scum bag, you maggot You cheap lousy f*ggot Happy Christmas your arse 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 kept them with my own Can't make it all alone 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 Na na na na na Na na na na na ...