Irish Boys

Sittin on a Friday all alone

to the pub I dare to roam

I walked right in and took a seat

cute drunk boy I long to meet

Sat alone

no one bought me drinks,

I gave up cuz Irish Boys stink!

Open the bottle,

step inside

Pop open the cork and wave goodbye

To the stupid Irish Boys

who never get the chance

To know me,

sweep me off my feet,

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,

When we go out, he'll buy me drinks --

he's not Irish, Irish boys stink!

yea irish boys stink!

So in walks this cute lad,

decides to tell me how much beer he's had

Sets me up to put me on my throne,

then decides to take me home

Right as we get to the bed,

he's so drunk he's passed out dead

This is why I've come to think

those fuckin Irish Boys, they stink!