LYRIC FOR SALE

By piccolo peet

Verse 1
All the Irish lads were fighting , inside paddy's bar
The pool cues were flying all over , one got stuck into the bar
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People love to fight , when they've had a little drink
They never know the reason , because they never have to think
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Patrica Mulligan's sister , hit a guy between the eyes
She's not bothered how big they are , she takes on any size
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As leprechaun O'Leary , started to take off his magic hat
A guy took a swing at him , and he said were having none of that

chorus
Just because were paddy's , doesn’t make us tick
We all stand together , when i use my magic stick

O’Leary was really fighting , Miss Mulligan had his back
The Irish love to fight , they love a bit of the crac

Verse 2
So he waved his magic wand , and did a magic spell
He hit the guy again , and sent him flying off to hell
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Some people are really stupid , as he kept coming back for more
he said i'm going to get you , and even up the score
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O’Leary said to him , you are a silly boy
my wand is really magic , it isn't just a toy
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As the guy ran back at him , he had fury in his eyes
O’Leary really caught him , and gave him such a nasty surprise

Chorus
Just because were paddy's , doesn’t make us tick
We all stand together , when i use my magic stick

O’Leary was really fighting , Miss Mulligan had his back
The Irish all love fighting , they love a bit of crac

the landlord was going crazy , throwing bodies thru the door
You don’t mess about with the Irish , because its like going off to war

Just because were paddy's , doesn’t make us tick
We all stand together , when i use my magic stick
Just because were paddy's , doesn’t make us tick