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Get off my ass, ya wee bitty fuck

If I pull out the claymore, you’re shit outta luck

Who is that girl, that pretty young thing

After I fuck her, she’ll get up and sing

Aye, aye, aye

Sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye

Aye, aye, aye

The Blarney Stone brings a tear to me eye

Down to the pub, for a two-shillin' ale

The bread on the counter is goin' stale

If I don’t get some fresh bread soon

Gonna punch you in your face, and bark at the moon

Aye, aye, aye

Sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye

Aye, aye, aye

The Blarney Stone brings a tear to me eye

Ain’t got no girl, 'cuz I haven’t the time

Got too many other things on me mind

Patty was nice, she was pale and cute

But I threw her away, like an old piece of fruit

Aye, aye, aye

Sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye

Aye, aye, aye

The Blarney Stone brings a tear to me eye

Got tombs in me pores, my feet are all wet

Got mold in my ears, but I ain’t dead yet

Got stones in me bladder, got a crack in me head

When Patty starts cryin', this is what I said

Aye, aye, aye

Sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye

Aye, aye, aye

The Blarney Stone brings a tear to me eye

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