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 suck 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 passed out dead
  This is why I've come to think
  those fuckin Irish Boys, they stink!