Luyện nghe bài hát Spicy McHaggis Jig

I'll tell you a story, me, it's true.

A tale you best hope happens to you.

Old McHaggis, how he met his fate.

You I can save, but for him too late.

was big, burly and strong. His pipes were gigantic,

and so was his schlong!

From to city, running around,

always looking for over four hundred pounds

One at the pub, a girl caught his eye,

big as a house, the right size.

the broad was enormous, to the hilt,

Spicy noticed a bulge in his kilt.

The piper delivered his pick-up line,

to himself,

"this beast is all mine" the portly young could stand for no more
his cojones and went for the door

They got to her house and all the lights
Spicy was in for one hell of a night he said he loved her,
he'd be true "But Mr. McHaggis, I've only just met you!!"

By now he saw double through his drunken
neither had looks or size he came to his sense,
thought to himself, "At this time of night I won't nothing else" he took off his shirt,
she lifted her skirt, they pulled out his unit and to play she asked for a glove,
he gave her a shove, had baby McHaggis nine to-the-day.

One night at the pub a girl his eye big as a house,
just the right size the was enormous,
stacked to the hilt spicy soon a bulge in his kilt
the delivered his best pick-up line thought to himself,
"this beast is all mine" the portly young lady stand for no more
his cojones and went for the door

Three packs a day, he'll smoke 'til he dies Spicy McHaggis, one of a guy!