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Lyrics |
FROLIC (1) Up and down the streets of town In and out the alleys Every single Tom and Dick All the Marys and the Sallys They want to ramble from their homes To tune filled lively places And end the boredom of the week with other smiling faces Chorus: Don’t come here with your troubles dear Complaining how you’re sick We don’t care for none of that We’re just want to frolic Frolic (2) A pub is not a church my dear Neither’s it a morgue We come here to flirt and jig And praise the barley corn So it’s up with your glass and Down with your beer Don’t worry ‘bout tomorrow Tomorrow will take care of itself Tonight we got no sorrows Chorus: Repeat (3) So here’s to every pretty face That ever graced my pillow I loved you well for at least one night That’s more than other fellows To all my pals who lent an ear To hear me stretch a lie Tell my story without any truth When I’ve gone bye and bye Chorus: Repeat |