Ya know that i'll be waitin
At the square just hanging round
For two hours every saturday
The nuns let her out town
And i buy us cups of coffee
And she tells me all the news
She's got a part in this years opera
And who's just shifted who

(what is she?)
She's a fourth year dead feek
Presentation boarder

Was she at the match on sunday
When we bet the lads from sligo
We could've won by more i know
I wish i did'nt miss that peno
She says that she can stay with friends
Saint patrick's weekend break
So i brush me teeth now every night
And i'm saving all my makes

She's the last of her species
Be no boarders anymore
The nuns say it is far too dear
To keep the girls away from home
Ah! but who's gonna tease the boys now
Standing at the window in the light
And who's gonna pack out novena
Every monday night
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