THE DODGY PINT - BONUS TRACK | Тesto e Тraduzione (al clic)

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Well last Saturday it was me and the lads went on the tear

Dressed up to the nines looking suave and debonair

Down to the city center for a mighty night o' fun

There were colleens to be charmed, There was scoopin' to be done

Well, somehow in the night I got looped out of me gourd

Feeling weak n' woozy, sick as a plane to Lourdes

Me legs were getting wobbly, me head began to swim

Everything went blurry and the room began to spin,

And the room began to spin.

Well the floor crept up behind me and gave me a mighty smack

I was staring at the ceiling like a turtle on me back.

"I meant to do that!" I exclaimed trying to keep me cool

But I was speaking foreign languages and drooling like a fool

So I crawled off on all fours like a mangy rabid dog

To find the porcelain phone and have a talk with God.

Now understand t'was not the boozin' that made me feel unwell

It was obvious to all I'd had some tainted alcohol

I'd had some tainted alcohol.

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T'was not the one at "O'Brien's" I'll tell you for sure

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