[Paulette]
Elle, if a girl like you can't win back her man
Then there is no hope for the rest of us!
You go and you fight for him!

[Paulette]
The Irish fear nothing and no one
They keep fightin' till everyone's dead
I'm not sure where this metaphor's goin'
I just felt like it had to be said

There's a guy at that party who loves you
Something most of us only dream of
You go out there and you get some Ireland
The country of whiskey and love!