Thrills The Irish Keep Gate-Crashing
If I could learn to love you
Could you learn to love me
Lust will only get us so far now
Lust, top 40 fame...
I can smell your catholic shame
But it goes on & on..
The fashion police keep chasing
The Irish keep gate-crashing
Lust will only get us so far now
I finally shed my puppy fat
No, kids, there's no encore tonight
But it goes on & on..
