Even though hurting you
Is the very last thing
I want to do
Not to tell you this
would be remiss
It is still on the
list.
Even though hurting you
Is the very last thing
I want to do
Not to tell you this
would be remiss
It is still on the
list.
I don’t have a bell to ring
Someone’s taken my
dingaling
I don’t know what’s
wrong
Someone has taken my
dong
I don’t know why the
bloody hell
I can’t seem to ring
my bell
I know the batteries
haven’t run out
It’s not old and
clapped out
So, I’m at a loss to
explain
Why I’m out here in
the pouring rain
Now wait a moment
that’s not right
It should be visible
an LED light
Now that really is
quite odd
It’s gone, some
thieving little sod
Has stolen the bell
push off the door
Light and all, to be
seen no more
So, I don’t have a
bell to ring
As someone’s stolen my
dingaling
The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea
In a beautiful
pea-green boat,
Though they were
jolly, their expedition was folly
And the coast guard
sent a life boat
So when the Owl and
the Pussycat went to sea
Safely ashore we were
able to see
Because the couples
distress, the whole sorry mess
Was filmed by the BBC
At the St Patrick’s Day party
A guy was playing the Ukulele
But he didn’t know
when to stop
Until he was hit with
a Shillelagh
When you’re on the pull
If you want to break
the ice
Say something funny
Or say something nice
Be complimentary
Or just lie in your
endeavour
Be devastatingly witty
Or say something
clever
“Do you have any Irish
in you?”
Ask her, on St
Patrick's Day
And if she answers
yes, reply
“You can have some
more today”
On St Patrick’s Day
You know an Irish
rover
Has had enough to
drink
When they’re Dublin
over
The Irish celebrate St Patricks Day
And I have always
wondered why
As they have three
patron saints
Perhaps Patrick had a
better PR guy