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WHEN:
Springtime is here and your leg starts to twitch
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And you go to the doctor, who can't find the glitch...
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Your underwear changes to bright gold and green...
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And your beer turns the strangest color that you've ever seen...
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And every red headed woman
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Looks to you like a queen
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You'll learn that only St. Patrick's Day ever mends
that glitch in your hitch which just never ends
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Till you warm up the fiddle and gather your friends For a jolly green party whose success strongly depends
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On singing and dancing, and some leprechaun gold (which doesn't buy anything, but it's sure fun to hold)
So change your name to "O'something" and send out the word
by e mail or snail mail, or even a bird!
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