If you were around We could go on the town Instead of just going On the booze If you'd stay in my life We'd kick up the high life Country Irish like we used to do
And we'd Drink And we'd Dance And we'd Dance And we'd Drink And we'd Drink And we'd Dance And we'd Dance And we'd Drink
So at my command You will take my hand And we'll dance The final dance
But it's more pricks Than kicks That's what it is I'm a scumbag, A lout, that's the way Things are
If you name me a street Then I'll name you a bar And I'll walk right through Hell Just to buy you a jar