The Whiskey is poured and the Beer flows over.
Planted on your stool like a fresh green clover.
Raise a glass to the sky.
Slainte - cheers as time goes by.
Have no fear.
Grab your beer.
Be full of cheer.
Because Saint Paddy's here.
Dressed up in your green and brown
Ready for music - hit the town
Irish trad fills the air
Dancing without a care.
Have no fear. Grab your beer. Be full of cheer. Because Saint Paddy's here.
Tell me you want me. It's blush where the straps meet the skin. Tell me you need me. It's flush where the good meets the sin. Tell me you trust me. It's tighter where you wiggle and move. Tell me you
Can I hold your hand in mine as we travel the sands of time? Can I whisper in your ear - confess to you all my fears? Can I kiss you on your lips and catch your tears as it drips? Can I lay down with
Tall trees sway as the early wind briskly blows. Dark night fades quickly as the morning light grows. The sky bleeds rays of Cornflower and fire across the moon. Crisp cool air whispers reminders of w