Sitting in O'Reilly's bar one day,
Telling yarns of blood & slaughter,
Suddenly a thought came to my mind,
Why not fuck O'Reilly's daughter ?

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Yippy I aye, yippy I oh,
Yippy I aye for the one eyed Reilly,_
Rub it up, stuff it up, balls and all,
Hey jig-a-jig, shag on.

I took the fair girl by the hand,
Gently swung my left leg over,
Never a word the sweet child said,
Laughed like hell till the fun was over.
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I fucked her till her tits were flat,
Filled her up with soapy water,
She won't get away with that,
If she doesn't have twins then she damn well oughta.
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I heard footsteps on the stairs,
Who could it be but the one-eyed Reilly,
Two horse pistols in his hands,
Looking for the man who fucked his daughter.
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I grabbed O'Reilly by the hair,
Shoved his head in a pail of water,
Rammed those pistols up his arse,
Damn sight further than I shagged his daughter.
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As I go walking down the street,
People shout from every corner,
"There goes that God-damned son-of-a-bitch
Who did shag O'Reilly's daughter."
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