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| Irish Party Lyrics | 601 days ago | ||
Intro:Welcome Everybody To the Irish Party Grab your drink And the person nearest to ya And let’s have a good time Eh? Hup x 3 Chorus: It’s an Irish Party We aint going home Ya wanna kick me out Well Pog mo Thoin Well drink a few; we’ll be on our back Now everyone in here stand up and clap Verse 1 Conas ata tu/ ah sure im grand/ Do me a favour/ lend me your hands/ Put them up there now/ let me see them clap/ Show us your support/ this is Irish rap/ Follow the beat and just give us a jig/ Knock a few pints and drive home like the stig/ Do the riverdance langered/ your drunk as a skunk/ Then your mates all join in/ sure it’s all good fun/ Your Michael flatley in your own little mind/ Falling round the place from the sober side/ Throw your legs in the air/ your all over the place/ Then the finale kick hits your mate in the face/ A fight breaks out beat the life outta him/ Confession Sunday morning/ a prayer for your sin/ Nearly kill the poor fella/ beat his face half rotten/ Buy him a pint/ then all is forgotten. Chorus x 2 Verse 2 Uisce Baithe/ that’s Irish for whiskey/ A good load inside ya ya’ll be a bit frisky/ A lump of a lady could look like a model/ But getting on top could be more than a doodle/ Wake up in the morning/ and get a great fright/ Run out the house and yer up on yer bike/ Ya pedal so hard ya’d swear the devil was chasin ya/ Tell all your friends they say/ GO WAY YA WASTER YA/ What are ya at/ going off with her anyway/ Have ya seen her sister/ id get up on that any day/ It’s a real funny thing what the Irish say/ Ah sure it’ll be grand/ but this is the way/ Cause this is the country where green is the colour/ Ya’ll drink too much whiskey; ya’ll beat up your brother But it’s grand the next day/ so ya fall into bed/ So sit yerself down and DRINK UP MY FRIEND. Chorus x 2 Verse 3 We love getting drunk/ Building and fighting/ The yanks always say that your life’s so exciting/ We travel the globe sure we built this whole place/ There’s more Irish than Chinese we own the rat race/ A pint of the Black when your ready there boss/ Traveller making a sale/ “ill sell ya dat hoss” Ah no your grand/ I have what I need/ A pint of the black I don’t need no steed/ 2 o’ clock come and ya fall in the door / She hates when your drunk but ya hate her more/ But ya stay together/through thick and through thin/ Even know her nagging gets under your skin/ The men are called paddy/ the women are hairy/ In the morning the best one looks scary/ She says “Give up the drink to save your soul” Ya tell her ya will “YA WILL IN YER HOLE” Chorus x2 Bridge: Put your glass up and lets have a good time/ And keep those feet moving along with the rhyme/ I got you all moving from Dublin to Cork/ And peoples hand clapping from here to New York/ Put your glass up and lets have a good time/ And keep those feet moving along with the rhyme/ Were the emerald Isle amongst all the treasure/ So bring that hook back just for good measure/ Chorus x2 | |||
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2 Comments:
| Darren Kinsella said... | 586 days ago | ||
brilliant ...........absolutly brilliant lad ....... keep em cummin man | |||
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| Milky said... | 542 days ago | ||
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