Sittin on a Friday all alone to the pub I dare to roam I walked right in and took a seat cute drunk boy I long to meet Sat alone no one bought me drinks, I gave up cuz Irish Boys stink! Open the bottle, step inside Pop open the cork and wave goodbye To the stupid Irish Boys who never get the chance To know me, sweep me off my feet, or get into my pants I'll come back one day with a real man He'll kiss my lips and he'll hold my hand He'll show me off so everyone knows, Kiss my ear and s** my toes Never puke on my shoes, Sing those sorry drunken tunes, When we go out, he'll buy me drinks -- he's not Irish, Irish boys stink! yea irish boys stink! So in walks this cute lad, decides to tell me how much beer he's had Sets me up to put me on my throne, then decides to take me home Right as we get to the bed, he's so drunk he's pa**ed out dead This is why I've come to think those f**in Irish Boys, they stink!