Sittin on a Friday all alone
to the pub I dare to roam
cute drunk boy I long to meet
I walked right in and took a seat
I gave up cuz Irish Boys stink!
Open the bottle,
Sat alone
no one bought me drinks, Pop open the cork and wave goodbye
who never get the chance
To the stupid Irish Boys
sweep me off my feet,
step inside
To know me,
or get into my pants I'll come back one day with a real man
He'll kiss my lips and he'll hold my hand
He'll show me off so everyone knows,
Kiss my ear and suck my toes
Never puke on my shoes,
Sing those sorry drunken tunes,
he's not Irish, Irish boys stink!
When we go out, he'll buy me drinks yea irish boys stink!
So in walks this cute lad,
Sets me up to put me on my throne,
decides to tell me how much beer he's had
then decides to take me home
Right as we get to the bed,
This is why I've come to think
those fuckin Irish Boys, they stinkhe's so drunk he's passed out dead.
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