F 
Get off my ass, you wee bitty f*ck 
                                C           F 
If I pull out the cramer you're shit out of luck 
F 
Who's that girl, that pretty young thing 
                        C           F 
After I f*ck her, she'll get up and sing 
 
Chorus: 
F    Dm   C 
Aye, Aye, Aye 
F                        C              F 
Sharpen your boot, I'll bludgen your eye 
F    Dm   C 
Aye, Aye, Aye 
                           C          F 
The blarney stone brings a tear to me eye