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Shane Macgowan And The Popes The Snake Donegal Express Who dares to speak of Donegal You get kicks in the bars and kicks 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 Skintown Are in England on the lump Got pissed in Letterkenny With darlin' sportin' Jenny Spent me very last penny And we made it in the press The husband caught me in the bed Tried to shoot me in the head Had to swim the stream to get The Donegal Express Kahaya! You fuck! Come Hell of high water I might have fucked your Missus But I never fucked your daughter Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh As sure as I'm Father Emmett I've a King Dong down me Semmett As any girl will tell you >From Cavan down to Clare Back in sweet Virginia In the toilet with Lavinia I nearly fucked her brains out And tore her party dress A shit, a shave, a shower And half a pint of powers Then off again to get on board The Donegal Express Kahaya! You fuck! Come Hell of high water I might have fucked your Missus But I never fucked your daughter Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Kahaya! You fuck! Come Hell of high water I might have fucked your Missus But I never fucked your daughter Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh |
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