Ireland (Reprise)

Paulette (spoken): Elle, if a girl like you can't win back a man then there is no hope for the rest of us, you go and ya fight for it.

Paulette (singing): The Irish fear nothing and no one
they keep fighting till everyones dead
I'm not sure where this metaphor's going
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 whisky and love