Following on from my previous post on this and the incessant barracking from Gerry, here is a song which I'm convinced would take Ireland back to the top of the Eurovision. Except that the tune is robbed..damn, blasted rules.
Let this warm yer cockles...
To the tune of "Your Beautiful" by James Blunt
Song Title: She wants a yacht (in Spain)
My wifes a prossie
My wifes a whore
She sells her body
Thats for sure
She smiled at him on the subway
It was another man
She went with him, to get his cash
'Cause shes got a plan
She wants a yacht
She wants a yacht
She wants a yacht in Spain
I cant afford it, on my salary
And she knows just want to do
To get that yacht for two
She caught another eye
As she walked on by
It was plan by her face that the price
Would be high
But I hope, she wont see him again
As they shared a moment and she got crabs again
She wants a yacht
She wants a yacht
She wants a yacht in Spain
I cant afford it on my salary
And she knows just want to do
To get that yacht for two
She wants a yacht
She wants a yacht
She wants a yacht in Spain
There must be another way, to get her yacht
As Im so sick of her sleaze
And all those sexual disease
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Good stuff, though there are so many many many other things I could say.....
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