Girl from Galway

A night's bar crawl away
On an Irish pub floor I'll lay
Girl from Galway came on a tourist visa
And decided to stay
She was new, so fresh, so foreign
And me so tired, right-wing, and boring
With her I found myself ignoring
My self-control

Now Guinness is Good for You
Posters litter the walls of our loo
Girl from Galway came to know me better
And I could ever do
Six months in I'm not sure I'm staying, she says,
But now I find myself saying
New words, like 'naff' and 'craic' and 'wanker'
Why I never took the time to thank her
I'll never know
I'll never know

Well I could turn you in so easily
And nobody would know
And you could never come back
It would be so easy
Not so easy is forgetting you
Or letting you go

I told her love was flawed
And how we could have
Shared a Catholic God
But Girl from Galway came and
Went faster than my junior year abroad
Six months on I don't feel much better
Though somewhat sobered up and whether
She moves back home or across the street
She still moving on, moving on, away from me
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba