Tori Amos - Walk To Dublin (s**er reprise) lyrics

If I walk to Dublin 'Cause my feet all got a sole but I sure don't I've got a girl in my pocketbook And some proverb is gonna take it, take it there Books and k**ing and something's happening I'm property of my family And Gideon told me where to go I'm gonna sure break down your father's alter and meal Do a jig, do a jig, do a jig Do a jig, do a jig, do a jig, do a jig If I walk to Dublin I'm gonna pa** that Turquoise Lady in her new white Nike flats and something's flat I said, I need size 10,000 for my a**, yes Do a jig, do a jig, make 'em laugh Do a jig, do a jig, hey, make 'em laugh 'Cause he won't be coming back Said, he won't be coming back If I make the golden host And the Lord needs men, he needs good men The Lord needs U.S. Marines I said, I got her numbers in my shear machine I got me an electric shear machines Do a jig, do a jig, do a jig Let me plague myself with the west in his head I said, do a jig, make 'em laugh, make 'em laugh Make 'em laugh, just make him laugh 'Cause he won't be coming back Yes 'Cause he won't be coming back Said, he won't be coming back Got it The drinking test is p-p-puzzling The drinking test is puzzling, Marcel For those that laughed are described both as drinking as a dog Drinking as a dog-phase, they say was misplaced We wonder whether the Lord chose a few good men Whether the Lord chose the U.S. Marines