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Irish Wool
by Bluffers
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I went walking down the coastline, to the sands of Galway
It was freezing out my bare feet were as cold as they could be
And I was thinking bout that hairline, like a red rose garden bed
Maybe I'll never know what its like, outside of my head
You could be soft like Irish wool (maybe not)
You could be fire I could the fuel (Burning hot)
Maybe the dance is just a duel, and I've already lost
All the ghosts were wandering about, through the fields of Offaly
I said "This place makes me feel brave" can you believe the irony?
Cause your a Trojan horse my dear, you're more then I can see
And I could be just plain dumb but I think I'll open up the gates (open up the gates)
You could be soft like Irish wool (maybe not)
You could be fire I could the fuel (Burning hot)
Maybe the dance is just a duel, and I've already lost
You could be soft like Irish wool
You could be soft like Irish wool
Yea you could be soft like Irish wool, and I've already lost
You could be soft like Irish wool
You could be soft like Irish wool
Yea you could be soft like Irish wool, and I've already lost
I went walking down the coastline, to the sands of Galway
It was freezing out my bare feet were as cold as they could be
And I was thinking bout that hairline, like a red rose garden bed
Maybe I'll never know what its like, outside of my head
You could be soft like Irish wool (maybe not)
You could be fire I could the fuel (Burning hot)
Maybe the dance is just a duel, and I've already lost
All the ghosts were wandering about, through the fields of Offaly
I said "This place makes me feel brave" can you believe the irony?
Cause your a Trojan horse my dear, you're more then I can see
And I could be just plain dumb but I think I'll open up the gates (open up the gates)
You could be soft like Irish wool (maybe not)
You could be fire I could the fuel (Burning hot)
Maybe the dance is just a duel, and I've already lost
You could be soft like Irish wool
You could be soft like Irish wool
Yea you could be soft like Irish wool, and I've already lost
You could be soft like Irish wool
You could be soft like Irish wool
Yea you could be soft like Irish wool, and I've already lost
