Sittin on a Friday all alone 

to the pub I dare to roam 

I walked right in and took a seat 

cute drunk boy I long to meet 

Sat alone 

no one bought me drinks, 

I gave up cuz Irish Boys stink! 

Open the bottle, 

step inside 

Pop open the cork and wave goodbye 

To the stupid Irish Boys 

who never get the chance 

To know me, 

sweep me off my feet, 

or get into my pants 

I'll come back one day with a real man 

He'll kiss my lips and he'll hold my hand 

He'll show me off so everyone knows, 

Kiss my ear and suck my toes 

Never puke on my shoes, 

Sing those sorry drunken tunes, 

When we go out, he'll buy me drinks -- 

he's not Irish, Irish boys stink! 

yea irish boys stink! 

So in walks this cute lad, 

decides to tell me how much beer he's had 

Sets me up to put me on my throne, 

then decides to take me home 

Right as we get to the bed, 

he's so drunk he's passed out dead 

This is why I've come to think 

those fuckin Irish Boys, they stink!