I know you really like your brown-eyed Spanish rose
You’ve never been to Indiana, and man it really shows.
So what about the Germans, what about the Poles?
And way up north in
It didn’t count when you whistled at that girl from
You even had the balls to say that you weren’t missing much
And so I know it’s obvious you’ve never seen the Dutch!
Those of us with Irish blood have got some Irish heart!
They never made a song for me, they never even tried,
Cause they won’t believe that I’m a gypsy even if I lied.
If you don’t quite get it, the New Yorker says it plain,
Say goodbye to
You’ve been singing to the wrong girls and now you’ve lost your chance!
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