[Paulette] Elle, if a girl like you can't win back her man Then there is no hope for the rest of us! You go and you fight for him!
[Paulette] The Irish fear nothing and no one They keep fightin' till everyone's dead I'm not sure where this metaphor's goin' I just felt like it had to be said
There's a guy at that party who loves you Something most of us only dream of You go out there and you get some Ireland The country of whiskey and love!
