Paddy Style
Irish Paddy Style

I’d like to sing with Gangnam Style, it’s got a savage beat.
But singing foreign words seems like I’m talking as I eat.
So here’s a bit of Paddy Style for those who like the craic.
We play Gaelic Football! Up ya by ya!

I wear no underwear. I’m like the Irish Braveheart.
And I don’t care if you went to Trinity for Art.
Pull up a chair. If you’re mad for the party!
Here and there, there’s Irish everywhere!

Irish whiskey, it makes me frisky.
But a drop of stout, will sort me out.
A drop of brandy will make me randy
No need to worry. I’m drunk and happy
And I’m gonna act the eejit singing I’ll tell me ma, the Galway Girl and Agee Agee Agee!

Irish Paddy Style, Paddy Style, Oi Oi Oi Oi Oi
Irish Paddy Style, Paddy Style, Oi Oi Oi Oi Oi

Hey we like whiskey. Irish Paddy Style
Hey, it makes me frisky! Irish Paddy Style!

In Ireland we’ve got leprechauns and loads of Guinness Stout,
We’ve loads of crazy amadans who shouldn’t be let out
The Cranberries and Colin Farrell and Bono and U2
And Christy Moore & Lisdoonvarna too..

Now we’re kinda scared, cause we lost the Celtic Tiger
Thought outside the square and got her drunk on Bulmers Cider
But it wasn’t fair, cause the bankers tried to ride her
But I don’t care, cause immigration’s there!

I can be tricky and take the micky.
Don’t chew my bone. Go Pog Mo THOIN!
Let’s have a party, not arty farty.
I want you there. Just don’t be scared,
if I decide to show me arse cause I’m not wearing underwear!

Irish Paddy Style, Paddy Style, Oi Oi Oi Oi Oi
Irish Paddy Style, Paddy Style, Oi Oi Oi Oi Oi

Hey we like whiskey. Irish Paddy Style
Hey, it makes me frisky! Irish Paddy Style!

Slainte!
Declan O’Sullivan