Don't Make Such A Fuss

Don’t Make Such A Fuss

By Paul McCann

 

Come till I whisper in your ear

if we don’t skedaddle out of here

we may as well go on the tear .

 

Throwing black porter down our neck

buckling over with the Craic,

while the wife’s on her own

waiting back in the home

with a monkey on her back .

 

So put the drinks on us

and the monkey on the bus,

before you know it we’ll be coming home

now don’t make such a fuss .

 

Wait and I’ll tell you what we’ll do.

we’ll have a jar for the monkey too

and maybe when she see’s us

she won’t make such a fuss,

about rolling home in a drunken state

and being out so late ,

enjoying all the Craic ,

isn’t it  great ,

taking in the a wee bit of slack .

 

So put the drinks on us

and the monkey on the bus

before you know it we’ll be coming home

now don’t make such a fuss .

 

Come on let’s get the hell skates out of here

for the heads not thinking clear

about a half hour’s walking pace

I know this little place ,

Its where I should be ,

its home sweet home to me

with my darling wife the love of my life

and she’s means the world to me  .

 

So put the drinks on us

and the monkey on the bus

before you know it we’ll be coming home

now don’t make such a fuss .

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