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dustin the turkey - christmas in dublin lyrics

[intro]
i know i’m a turkey, missus
christmas though is me favourite time of the year
where do i spend it?
well it’s not in the oven, it’s in dublin
christmas in dublin, yeah

[verse 1]
take me back to the city
december when it’s crispy and cold
i wanna soak up the atmosphere
doesn’t matter if you’re young or old
there’s icemen dressed up as a reindeer
and culchies coming up on the eighth
tryin’ to find parking is brutal
don’t worry all shops open late

[chorus 1]
i remember that christmas in dublin
and the ringing of the christchurch bells
the shops goin’ mental on grafton street
everyone gettin’ on so well
i was singing along to a street choir
“santa claus is coming to town”
my home it was flooded by the street traders
wrapping paper five for a pound
so i went to visit santa in arnott’s
but the queue was three miles long
so i went to see one in the pound shop
but his beard was stuck on all wrong
[interlude (spoken words)]
ah yeah, christmas in dublin
the smell of christmas trees
the brother you always argue with flying in from australia
but you love to see him
all the rellies from new york and the people coming back from london
everywhere’s gonna be packed but ya don’t care
because it’s places and faces that you recognise
“how’re ya pauline? what’s santa bringing ya?
not another sweater, the last one was brutal”
“why does he always give you soap?” i always ask huah ha
the mince pies, the christmas cake, baking in the oven
ah i love christmas

[verse 2]
the lights on the runway twinkle
touchdown to your family and friends
there’s a welcome home like no other
wishing christmas here would never end
if there’s a last minute present
or standing room only on the dart
i clear out that train when i stick out me bum
and let an almighty [farting noises]

[chorus 2]
i remember that christmas in dublin
and the ringing of the christchurch bells
the shops goin’ mental on grafton street
everyone gettin’ on so well
i was singing along to a street choir
“santa claus is coming to town”
my home it was flooded by the street traders
wrapping paper five for a pound
so i went to visit santa in arnott’s
but the queue was three miles long
so i went to see one in the pound shop
but his beard was stuck on wrong
[outro]
i remember that christmas in dublin
i remember that christmas in dublin
i remember that christmas in dublin
i remember that christmas in dublin
i remember that christmas in dublin

- dustin the turkey lyrics

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