Irish Song Lyrics 
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Livin' In America Larry Kirwan 
Oh, it's 6 o'clock and it's time to rock And me head is beatin' like a drum In the cold grey light, ah I feel like shite And I can't remember last night's fun Then the foreman says "c'mon now boys, Stick your fingers down your throat and get to work" Oh Mammy dear, we're all mad over here Livin' in America 
Oh, I knock down walls with big iron balls And I mix cement by the ton With me tongue hangin' out for a bottle of stout Sweatin' bullets in the Brooklyn sun Then I think of her up on Kingsbridge Road Did she mean what she said last night Oh Mammy dear, we're all mad over here... Livin' in America 
On me way downtown, I think of that clown And the things that he said last night Did he mean 'em at all or was it just drink talk Oh, I must look a terrible sight Put me makeup on as I watch the sun rise high over Fordham Road Oh Mammy dear, we're all mad over here Livin' in America 
Ah, the kids aren't dressed and the house is a mess And the yuppies are networkin' again Kiss their darlin's goodbye - "oh, we'll be late tonight But we should be home by eleven" Oh, me little dears dry up your tears Your parents are too busy makin' money Oh Mammy dear, we're all mad over here Livin' in America 
Workin' with the black man, Dominican and Greek In the snows of January or the drenchin' August heat No sick days or benefits and for Christ sakes don't get hurt The quacks over here won't patch you up unless they see the bucks upfront 
Lookin' after babies fron crack of dawn 'til dusk Changin' dirty nappies and cleanin' up the house Is this what I've been educated for To wipe the arse of every baby in America 
Now the day is done, take the subway home Squashed up like some sardine in a a can In the Blarney Stone, drink a gallon of foam 'Til I'm feelin' half meself again If she comes tonight, I'll ask her outright Ah what the hell, nothin' ventured nothin' gained.... Ah Mammy dear, we're all mad over here Livin' in America 
See him standing there with the ring in his ear And the grin on the side of his face 
With the fag in his mouth, oh I should watch out For they say that he's a real hard case Should I take me chance or say "no thanks" Ah what the hell, nothin' ventured nothin' gained Oh Mammy dear, we're all mad over here Livin' in America