Del Noreste Al Sur de Irlanda

He walks out each morning,
He knows where he's going,
It will take ten days to get to the desert in the sea.
And she'll stay home waiting,
And she'll stay home praying
That the sand turned liquid won't take him away…

I supose that's normal,
I suppose that's average,
But i refuse to think that's life for me.

She walks out at night,
She knows where she's at
And she'll take her dress off if anyone thinks
She's worths twenty-five or more,
That's how it goes.

I supose that's normal,
I suppose that's average,
But i refuse to think that's life for me.

And she'll stay home waiting,
And he'll stay home praying
That the streets will bring her back
Safe and sound."