Shane MacGowan and the Popes - Donegal Express | Текст песни

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• Shane MacGowan and the Popes
• Donegal Express

Who dares to speak of Donegal You get kicks in the bars and kicks in the balls The harp that played in Tara's halls Is burning on the dump
Virginia is a gin town Belturbot is a sin town And all the boys from skin town Are in England on the lump
Got pissed in letter Kenny With darlin' sportin' Jenny Spent me very last penny And we made it in the press
The husband caught me in the bed Tried to shoot me in the head Had to swim the stream to get The Donegal Express
Kahaya, you fuck Come hell of high water I might have fucked your Missus But I never fucked your daughter
Fol, diddle, dee, ah Fol, diddle, dee, ah Fol, diddle, dee, ah Fol, diddle, dee, ah
As sure as I'm Father Emmett I've a King Dong down me Semmett As any girl will tell you [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/donegal-express-lyrics-shane-macgowan-and-the-popes.html ] From Cavan down to Clare
Back in sweet Virginia In the toilet with Lavinia I nearly fucked her brains out And tore her party dress
A shit, a shave, a shower And half a pint of powers Then off again to get on board The Donegal Express
Kahaya, you fuck Come hell of high water I might have fucked your Missus But I never fucked your daughter
Fol, diddle, dee, ah Fol, diddle, dee, ah Fol, diddle, dee, ah Fol, diddle, dee, ah
Kahaya, you fuck Come hell of high water I might have fucked your Missus But I never fucked your daughter
Fol, diddle, dee, ah Fol, diddle, dee, ah Fol, diddle, dee, ah Fol, diddle, dee, ah

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