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'cause when I'm with you there's nothing I wouldn't do
I just want to be your only one
There was an old man called Michael Finnigan, he grew whiskers on his chin-igan
The wind came out and blew them in-igan, poor old Michael Finnigan. Begin-igan.
There was an old man called Michael Finnigan, he grew fat and then grew thin-igan
Then he dies and had to begin-igan, poor old Michael Finnigan. Begin-igan.