Paulie Tandoori
shut it you egg!
And don't forget one of the all-time best drinking songs, by (ahem) The Dubliners called Seven Drunken Nights, about some poor old fella whose wifey is playing away and he doesn't realise cos he's a bit of an auld soak - i think my favorite verse/chorus combo would be:
And as I went home on Friday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a head upon the bed where my old head should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool,
And still you can not see,
That's a baby boy that me mother sent to me,
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before
And as I went home on Friday night as drunk as drunk could be
I saw a head upon the bed where my old head should be
Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
Who owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool,
And still you can not see,
That's a baby boy that me mother sent to me,
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
But a baby boy with his whiskers on sure I never saw before
