Irish traditional song lyrics — collected by Beer Belly Band.
There was an ould woman in Belfast did dwell
Constipation was giving her hell
She went to the doctor cause she couldn’t @*$#&
So he gave her a bottle to make her all right
With me nya nya toora lie ah
Oomph pa pa Oomph pa pa
Well that very night she went straight home to bed
Stood on her hands and she stood on her head
Now modesty wasn’t a part of this lass
So she opened the windy and shoved out her ass
With me nya nya toora lie ah
Oomph pa pa Oomph pa pa
Now Constable Manally was doing his beat
Right at the corner of that very street
Gazing away at the stars in the sky
When a big lump of @*$#& hit him right in the eye
With me nya nya toora lie ah
Oomph pa pa Oomph pa pa
Now this chap Manally he cursed and he swore
He said taking your @*$#& you dirty ould whore
Down in the High Street you’ll see him there sit
With a card round his neck saying blinded by @*$!#&
With me nya nya toora lie ah
Oomph pa pa Oomph pa pa
Well she @*$!#& all the night and she @*$!#& all the day
And they sent for the council to take it away
When the garbage men they said oh what of sight
The was mountains and mountains and mountains of @*$!#&
With me nya nya toora lie ah
Oomph pa pa Oomph pa pa
Now that is the end of this old Belfast farce
About the ould woman’s undependable arse
So if ever your in Belfast especially at night
Don’t mind the bullets watch for the @*$!#&
With me nya nya toora lie ah