The Gaa, The Ska, The Ra

I met her above in college in Dublin
She was studying arts or history or something
I said d'you wanna go for something to eat
Or a flake of pints on Camden street
Well she was pure sound, gorgeous & curvy
She knew how to wear that freshers jersey
She sang The Rattlin Bog at the counter of the pub
And I knew right then, I'd fell in love
She said I'll tell you something bout me, don't judge my family
Sure everyone's people half mad
Yours couldn't be that bad

She likes the GAA, the ska, her Da's in the Ra
A big scary fucker from South Armagh
Ah boys, the scenes, the girl of my dreams
But I'm terrified of her family
2 out of 3 aint bad, the Gaa, the Ska & the Ra

I met her father of a Friday evening, he was in his garden washing diesel
In the shed there was a 12 foot Irish flag and about 12 thousand cartons of fags
So what are your intentions with my daughter? Ya better be taking her up to the altar
Well that night when she took off her bra, I couldn't get the horn thinking 'bout her Da

She likes the GAA, the ska, her Da's in the Ra
A big scary fucker from South Armagh
Ah boys, the scenes, the girl of my dreams
But I'm terrified of her family
2 out of 3 aint bad, the Gaa, the Ska & the Ra

She said don't mess with me boy, I'm from up the North

I've heard all the lines, I've seen your sort
I can compromise if you can
Wait till I tell her, we're vegetarian!
We got married in a church in Ardee
There was a few dodgy heads at the ceremony
Now I help her Dad chopping sticks
We just don't talk about politics

She likes the GAA, the ska, her Da's in the Ra
A big scary fucker from South Armagh
Ah boys, the scenes, the girl of my dreams
But I'm terrified of her family
2 out of 3 aint bad, the Gaa, the Ska & the Ra