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Donegal Express
Lyricist:Shane Patrick Mac Gowan
Who first to speak of Donegal Who kicks in the bars and 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 Letterkenny With darling, sportin' Jenny I nearly fucked her brains out And tore her party dress
The husband caught me in the bed Who tried to kick me in the head Had to swim the stream to get The Donegal Express
Kahaya, you fuck Come hell or high water I might have fucked your missus But I never fucked your daughter
Fiddlee, ahh Fiddlee, ahh Fiddlee, ahh Fiddlee, ahh
As sure as I'm Father Emmett I've a King Dong down me Semmett Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com As any girl will tell you From Cavan down to Clare
Back in Virginia In the toilets with Lavinia I nearly fucked her brains out And tore her party dress
A shit, a shave, a shower A half a pint of Powers Had to swim the stream to get The Donegal Express
Kahaya, you fuck Come hell or high water I might have fucked your missus I never fucked your daughter
Fiddlee, ahh Fiddlee, ahh Fiddlee, ahh Fiddlee, ahh
Kahaya, you fuck Come hell or high water I might have fucked your Missus I never fucked your daughter
Fiddlee, ahh Fiddlee, ahh Fiddlee, ahh Fiddlee, ahh
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