May I have your attention please? I'm not afraid (I'm not afraid) To scratch a botty (to scratch a botty) Everybody (everybody) Come take my hand (come take my hand) We'll walk through the police station together, through the storm Whatever weather, cold or warm His thighs are grubby, feet podgy, elbows are gentle There's food on his jeans already, friend's pizza He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to scratch a botty, But he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down, And I am, Irish If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam 'Cause I am, Irish If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am