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Old Irish folk song

Twas on a fine and sunny morn
My sweetheart came to me
She was handsome she was comely
And what’s better she was free
Chorus
Singing I will if you will
You naughty little flirt
I’ll bonk you till you’re senseless
If you just take off your shirt

She put her hand upon my hand
And gazed into my eyes
Said I love you sweetheart darling
I want to give you a surprise
Chorus
Singing I will if you will
By pastures near and far
I’ll bonk you till you’re senseless
If you just take off your bra

From behind her back she took a box
A little plastic thing
And opened it and there on silk
There lay a golden ring
Chorus
Singing I will if you will
By beery barrel dregs
I’ll bonk you till you’re senseless
If you just take off your kegs

She said to me ‘You know the date’
I admitted I did not
February 29^th she said
I still didn’t understand a lot
Chorus
Singing I will if you will
No it isn’t going to hurt
I’ll bonk you till you’re senseless
If you just lift up your skirt

She said I am proposing
And before you leave to go
You haven’t any choice in this
The answer isn’t no
Chorus
Singing I will if you will
By candle flame that flickers
I’ll bonk you till you’re senseless
If you just take off your knickers

So there you are tricked by a date
Into a married state
But I’ve done the honeymoon early
Because I really couldn’t wait
Chorus
Singing I will if you will
Well I did it ‘cos I could
I’ve bonked you till you’re senseless
And you’re really rather good