- Oh, he doesn't smell like Irish Spring,
And he never taught me anything,
But still I slap my chest and sing -
Of My Drunken Irish Dad.
Oh, his face looks like a railroad map,
And he never shuts h
- Lyrics
My favorite game game game game
Was one i played in the arcade cade cade cade
Those flaming barrells were a pain pain pain pain
The first is still my favorite stage stage stage stage
D.K.