| I’ll take the bucket to the well, Siobhan, oh Siobhan
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| For to boil your breakfast and to keep the cottage warm
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| And for the blend your whiskey, so you can drink it here at home
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| Oh please don’t stay out all night long, for every pub to roam
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| Siobhan is on the whiskey, Siobhan is on the gin
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| Siobhan is drinking Red Bull and Vodka and won’t be home again
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| I stay up late here every night, although it is no sin
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| Siobhan is on the whiskey and she won’t be home again
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| Beautiful in go-go boots, she waltzes to the bar
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| And the boys they all surround her coming from the near and far
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| Although I am not allowed inside, I must stay in the car
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| Oh please be still my beating heart, she shimmers like a star
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| And in the din and dimmest light, she holds her court, you see
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| I wish for just one moment she would have a drink with me
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| In the pub she is the center, like a life-affirming sun
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| And she is happy and she’s warming, cause Siobhan is having fun
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| Siobhan is on the whiskey, Siobhan is on the gin
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| Siobhan is drinking Red Bull and Vodka and won’t be home again
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| I stay up late here every night, although it is no sin
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| Siobhan is on the whiskey and she won’t be home again
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| Siobhan is on the whiskey, Siobhan is on the gin
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| Siobhan is drinking Red Bull and Vodka and won’t be home again
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| I stay up late here every night, although it is no sin
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| Siobhan is on the whiskey and she won’t be home again |