Irish Boy

Well I had a drink with a friend of mine
 a week ago today
 we were celebrating a month and a half
 too late St. Paddy's Day
 well I bought 'im a round and he bought me a round
 and the bouncer bought us anudder
 what's an Irish boy from a good family
 doing in the gutter
 Well we looked at each other and had to laugh
 as we lay there in our stink
 well I woulda cried if I woulda thought
 but every time I thought I'd drink
 and if his poor old gray-haired ma'd
 see us there she woulda shuddered
 what's an Irish boy from a good family
 doing in the gutter
 Well my Irish friend he liked to surf
 but me I couldn't swim
 well he said that he could teach me how
 and I said I trusted him
 he swore he'd never let me drown
 he loved me like a brudder
 what's an Irish boy from a good family
 doing in the gutter
 Well sure enough I drowned
 and I wound up at the pearly gates
 where St. Peter said, "You're drunk as
 hell and son you shoulda ate"
 so he sent me back down to get a bite
 but instead I bought anudder
 what's an Irish boy from a good family
 doing in the gutter