The Prostitute That Left Ireland

Lick my feet Lick my soul You can lick my drity love F*ck with me Talk with me Come on here you little tramp When I was in Ireland I had it all Then I took a ship into the dawn When I was in Ireland I had it all and took a ship into the dawn And sold my body for some coins Then a woman picked me from the street Bought a pair of high-heels for my feet Then a woman picked me from the street and bought some high-heels for my feet I am the sexiest whore you'll meet When I was in Ireland in the church I was good with God and with the Saints When I was in Ireland in the church I was so damn good with the Saints Now I'm so fucking good in bed I wish I could be a princess or lawyer I wish I could be with my family in peace I wish I had a boyfriend who loved I wish he wooed me with chocolates and roses Instead of selling my body for money Instead of sleeping in cheap little motels Instead of caressing fat guys with my pussy Instead of smelling the sweat of the lonely Lick my feet Lick my soul You can lick my dirty love F*ck with me Talk with me Come on here you little tramp