>>149368316She'll retain her water
her breasts will be tender
and every 3rd word that you say will offend her
Get out of the house
and go down to the old pub instead
And she'll want to make love
if you do, you're a fool
cuz you'll only end up with
a bloody O'tool
Get out of the house
go down to the old pub instead
And she'll want you to sample
the fruit of her loins
but, son, it'll taste like some old rusty coins
So turn off the lights, boy, and take off your hat
And drop to your knees,
say a prayer to Saint Pat
That he'll give you the strength
to get out of bed,
And for Ireland's sake
go down to the old pub instead