Lyrics:
for a minute and you'll
Meet Conchita Marquita Lolita Pepita Rosita Juanita O'Toole...
there's Little Theresa, Maria, Elisa
And sure and begorry
She was he was she was Maureen Maureen O'Hara
Maureen O'Hara was a happy tender soul oh you know
She was Peter O'Toole in disguise
Wearing a Klondike
for a minute and you'll
Meet Conchita Marquita Lolita Pepita Rosita Juanita O'Toole...
there's Little Theresa, Maria, Elisa
And sure and begorry
that you served through
O Kevin J. O'Toole
We'll raise them high
Knowing O so well
Your spirit could never die
Could never die
Braved Korea,
there's Miss Kelsey
You taught dance at our school
And old Johnny O'Toole
I'll still beat you at pool
So don't cry for me
For I'm going away
And I'll
and loss,
Now I stand accused, in shame and ridicule,
Of stealing the heart of Saint Laurence O'Toole.
The cruelest city I ever was in,
That hates
And a man from Westmeath called Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
And fighting Bill Tracey from Dover
And your man Mick McCann from
With Johnny O'Toole and his scar
And then old Clive Davis said
I'm surely gonna make us a star
I'm gonna make you a star
Just the way you are
But
Coca-Cola, he was eating Wonder Bread,
Ate Burger Kings, he was well fed
He went to Hollywood to see Peter O'Toole
He stole a Rolls Royce and drove it in
was Johnny McGurk who was scared stiff of work
And a chap from Westmeath named Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
And fighting
And a man from Westmeath called Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
And fighting Bill Tracey from Dover
And your man Mick McCann from
called Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole
Who was drunk as a rule
And Fighting Bill Tracy from Dover
And your man, Mick McCann
From the banks
handlers, too
Named Kangaroo Carson and Dead-Eye McGoo
The guards were two giants who
Played with great cool
Called Bulldozer Benson and Hookshot O'Toole
And a man from Westmeath called Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
And fighting Bill Tracey from Dover
And your man Mick McCann from
With Johnny O'Toole and his scar
And then old Clive Davis said
I'm surely gonna make us a star
I'm gonna make you a star
Just the way you are
But
And a chap called McGurk who was scared stiff of work
And a chap from West Meade called Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
was Johnny McGurk who was scared stiff of work
And a chap from Westmeath named Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
And fighting
was Johnny McGurk who was scared stiff of work
And a chap from Westmeath named Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
And fighting
O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
And fighting Bill Tracey from Dover
And your man Mick McCann from the bankls of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover
wobbled as he swam close by
Was it neptune that appeared to us
From his mansions in the deep?
Then the cook O'Toole, then he ran below
Woke the captain
to blow in the storm
We tried to remember the history in the region
The French foreign legion, Imperialism,
Peter O'Toole and hate the Ayatollah
Were
(gill/johnson/nash/o'toole)
This wasted land is gone now and
Swept away , swept away
Better not let the side down
Whirlwinds of time
We can build
Diamonds are forever but it makes me nervous
I got Plenty O Toole for Holly Goodhead
Octopussy done left me for dead
I was the man with the golden gun
When
world will leave you
Dying to go nowhere
Like a well of inspiration
Running dry and filled with dirt
Shallow enough to not get hurt
If Timmy O'Toole were
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