It was Christmas Eve, babe, in the drunk tank And an old man said to me, won't see another one And then we sang a song, the rare old mountain tune I turned my face away, and dreamed about you Got on the lucky one, came in nineteen to one I've got a feeling, this year is for me and you So happy Christmas, I love you baby I can see a better time, when all our dreams come true They got cars big as bars, they got rivers of gold But the windows 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 held out for more Sinatra was swinging, all the drunk flame were singing We kissed on a corner, then danced through the night The boys of the NY Pinny Choir were singing, go away babe And the bells were ringing out for Christmas Day You're a bum, you're a punk, you're an old slut on chocolate And they're almost dead on a dripping hot bed You scumbag, you maggot, you cheap lousy faggot Happy Christmas, you're ours, oh thank God it's our lot The boys of the NY Pinny Choir were singing, go away babe 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 make it out alone I've built my dreams around you The boys of the NY Pinny Choir were singing, go away babe 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 make it out alone I've built my dreams around you The boys of the NY Pinny Choir were singing, go away babe And the bells were ringing out for Christmas Day Thanks for watching!