| We were drinking like the irish
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| But we were drinking scotch
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| Bartender turned on a movie
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| Everybody turned to watch
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| And every single eye was gleaming
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| As he reached the final scene
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| Well, at least mine did
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| Heres lookin at you, kid
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| Its a mad mission
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| Under difficult conditions
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| Not everybody makes it To the loving cup
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| Its a mad mission
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| But I got the ambition
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| Mad, mad mission
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| Sign me up
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| I think Ive seen the look before, yes,
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| Its kind of non-commital
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| It says come hither, baby, but then hes hard wood to whittle
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| It says it dont mean a thing, but still, somebody does
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| Hed like you to join the club that likes to say
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| Theres no such thing as love and
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| Its a mad mission
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| Under difficult conditions
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| Not everybody makes it To the loving cup
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| Its a mad mission
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| But I got the ambition
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| Mad, mad mission
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| Sign me up Sometimes you find yourself
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| Flying low at night
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| Flying blind and looking for
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| Any sign of light
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| Youre cold and scared, and all alone
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| Youd do anything just to make it home
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| Its a mad mission
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| Under difficult conditions
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| Not everybody makes it To the loving cup
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| Its a mad mission
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| But I got the ambition
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| Mad, mad mission
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| Sign me up Sign me up |