Ireland (Reprise)

Elle
If a girl like you can't win back her man
Then there is no hope for the rest of us
You go and ya fight for him!

The Irish fear nothing and no one
They keep fightin' 'til everyone's dead
I'm not sure where this metaphor's goin'
I just felt like it had to be said!

There's a guy at that party who loves you
Something most of us only dream of
You go out there and you get some Ireland
The country of whiskey and love!



Credits
Writer(s): Laurence O'keefe, Nell Benjamin
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