Bellyfight at Molly’s

(hey, hey, hey!)

Now listen here, you lightweight fool,

I've drunk under the table The finest men from Galway town,

as long as I was able!

(bwahaha) You talk a mighty game indeed with water in your cup

But one more pint of Irish stout will fold your knees right

up!

So pour the whiskey,

pour the beer, let's see who stands the longest!

(drink up!) We'll test our bellies,

raise a cheer, and prove whose liver's strongest!

With a fiddle tune and a rowdy roar,

we'll keep the glasses clinking Until somebody hits the floor,

we'll carry on our drinking!

Your eyes are spinning like a wheel,

your speech is getting lazy You claim you've had but only three,

you must be going crazy!

(no way!) I'll match you glass for glass,

my lad, and never blink an eye So call the barkeep over

here before the well runs dry!

(one more! two more!

three more! four!) (we're still standing,

give us more!)

So pour the whiskey,

pour the beer, let's see who stands the longest!

(drink up!) We'll test our bellies,

raise a cheer, and prove whose liver's strongest!

With a fiddle tune and a rowdy roar,

we'll keep the glasses clinking Until somebody hits the floor,

we'll carry on our drinking!

(bottoms up!)

We're going down together,

boys! (hahaha!)