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Well I had a drink with a friend of mine a week ago today We were celebrating a month and a half too late St. Paddy's Day Well I bought him a round and he bought me a round And the bouncer bought us anudder What's an irish boy from a good family doing in the gutter? Well we looked at each other and ahd to laugh as we lay there in our stink Well I woulda cried if I woulda thought but every time I thought I'd drink And if his poor old gray-haired ma'd seen us there she woulda shuddered What's an irish boy from a good family doing in the gutter? Well my irish friend he liked to surf but me I couldn't swim Well he said that he could teach me how and I said I trusted him He swore he'd never let me drown He loved me like a brudder What's an irish boy from a good family doing in the gutter? Well sure enought I drowned and I wound up at the pearly gates Where St. Peter said, "You're drunk as hell and son you shoulda ate" So he sent me back down to get a bite to eat but instead I bought anudder What's an irish boy from a good family doing in the gutter? From Letras Mania