Take a look into
my Irish Eyes,
they'll take you
by surprise.
Sweet Words and Music
I'll serenade with you,
even a Jig may come out
too.
I'll tell Stories
like no other,
anything else is for you
to uncover.
Run away fast
as you can,
in hot pursuit
is my Plan.
I'll chase you over
many a Field and Hill,
come into my Arms Darling
before you catch a Chill
Take the scenic route
around the Emerald Isle,
those Irish Eyes of mine
were born to make you Smile.
I could be at it
with you for many a Day,
its all strategy for
having my wicked way.
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