Peck o' Maut
                         (Robert Burns)
O, Willie brew'd a peck o maut,
  And Rob and Alan cam to see.
Three blyther hearts, that lee-lang night,
  Ye wad na found in Christendie.
         
Don't Call Me Up lyrics

I was trying to forget you
But you won't tell me how
Lately I'm finding it tricky
With your picture plas
 CHORUS
     We are na fou, we'fe nae that fou,
       But just a drappie in our e'e;
     The cock may craw, the day may daw,
     And ay we'll taste the barley bree.
Here are we met, three merry boys,
  Three merry boys I trow are w
Still Real lyrics

[Fat Joe]
It's so depressing, uh..
Be the realest shit I ever wrote (Money and cars bitches)
Shit
;
And monie a night we've merry been,
  And monie mare we hope to be!
It is the moon, I ken her horn,
   That's blinkin in the lift sae hie:
She shines sae bright to wyle us hame,
   But, by my sooth, she'll wait a wee!
Wha first shal
Can't You Hear My Heartbeat lyrics

(Carter/Lewis)
Every time I see you lookin' my way
Baby, baby, can't you hear my hear
 rise to gang awa,
  A cuckold, coward loun is he!
Wha first beside his chair shall fa',
   He is the King amang us three!
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