photo: Madawaska, Maine
About: I'm Jen. I live a few miles outside of Boston. I do web work for a non-profit during the day.
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September 22, 2007
Siobhan
Siobhan by the Tossers sounds like it could be a (speeded up) older song with the lyrics:
I'll take the bucket to the well, Siobhan, oh Siobhan.
For to boil your breakfast and to keep the cottage warm.
But you realize it isn't when he sings in the chorus:
Siobhan is on the whiskey, Siobhan is on the gin,
Siobhan is drinking Red Bull and Vodka and won't be home again.
That just makes me laugh every time I hear it. Reminds me of being in Malahide with two drunk fellas getting all misty-eyed over their own friendship (one from the North, one not) while my friend spills her Red Bull and Vodka all over my bag. Gross and a little sticky.