Don't Go To Sleep Without Me
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You may travel from Clare to the county Kildare
From Francis Street back to the Coombe;
But where would you see a fine widow like me?
Biddy Mulligan the pride of the Coombe, me boys,
Biddy Mulligan the pride of the Coombe.
I'm a buxom fine widow, I live in a spot
In Dublin, they call it the Coombe.
Me shops and me stalls are laid out on the street,
And me palace consists of one room.
I sell apples and oranges, nuts and sweet peas,
Bananas and sugar stick sweet.
On a Satur
Say It Ain't So
Alright, it feels good...
Somebody's hiding his sad on my icebox
Somebody's cold one, is givin' me chills
Plus and the cold in my eyes...oh yeah!
It feels good...
Flip on the tele'
Wrestle with Jimmy
Something is bubbling behind my back
The bottle is ready, to blow
Say it ain't so
Your drug is a heartbreaker
Say it ain't so
My love is a lifetaker
Yeah - I can't confront you I never could do
That which might hurt you to try and be cool
When I say
This way is a waterslide away from me
That takes your further every day...
Uhh, so be cool - Yeah!
Say it ain't so
Your drug is a heartbreaker
Say it ain't so
My love is a lifetaker
Dear Daddy, I write you in spite of years of silence
You've cleaned up, found Jesus, things are good or so I hear
This bottle of Steven's awakens ancient feelings
Like father, stepfather the son is drowning in the flood!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Ohhhhh!
Your sorry!