I reckon the song should be called the Beep of Beep Beep because I have made a point of editing out all insults in the name of political correctness and it now goes like this...



It was BEEPmas Eve BEEP
In the BEEP tank
A BEEP BEEP said to me, won't see another one
And then he BEEPED a BEEP
The BEEP Old Mountain Dew
I turned my face a BEEP

And BEEPed about BEEP

BEEP I'm on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I've got a BEEPing

This year's for me and you
So happy BEEP BEEP
I BEEP you BEEPby
I can see a better time
When all our BEEPs come true

They've got cars big as BEEPs
They've got rivers of BEEP
But the wind goes right through you
It's no place for the BEEP

When you first took my BEEP

On a cold BEEPmas Eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me

You were BEEPsome
You were BEEPy
BEEP of New York City
When the band finished playing
They BEEPED up the mall

Sinatra was BEEPing,
All the BEEPs they were BEEPing
We BEEPed on a corner
Then BEEPed through the night

The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For BEEPmas day

You're a BEEP
You're a BEEP
You're an old BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
BEEPing there almost BEEP on a BEEP in that BEEP
You BEEP BEEP, you BEEP BEEP
You BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
Happy BEEPmas your BEEP
I pray BEEP it's our last

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 BEEP

I put them with my own
Can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you