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¿Dónde has estado Johnny?

The Tossers

Where Ya Been Johnny?

So where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny? And where have ya been my Johnny-O?

You've been down to the orphanage. Were ya down there messing with the girls?
I can tell ya been there John, for I see you're back with your hair in curls.
Did the nuns they chase ya John? Or were you able to steal a kiss?
Or did Sister Kearney rough ya up? Don't come to my table looking like this.

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Where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny? Where have ya been my Johnny-O?
You've been down there with the girls. Did ya wash the germs right off of your nose?

You've been down to the publican. For I see you look a might distressed.
Your clothes are tattered, your shoes are worn,
and you've spewed up on your Sunday best.
Don't you want to be a good boy, smart in school, and be profound?
Get your ass up off of my chair, and you let Mr. McGuire sit down.

[Chorus]

And where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny? And where have ya been my Johnny-O?

Now Mr. McGuire is takin' you, for I won't raise a heathen child.
We're putting you into a home, you can't live here, you're far too wild.
Don't you think you'll like it there? You act like a criminal, it's what you get.
You're in need of good reform. They'll pound you 'til you thank 'em for it.

[Chorus]

And where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny? And where have ya been my Johnny-O?
And where have ya been my Johnny, Johnny? And where have ya been my Johnny-O?

¿Dónde has estado Johnny?

¿Dónde has estado, mi Johnny, Johnny? ¿Y dónde has estado, mi Johnny-O?

Fuiste al orfanato. ¿Estuviste allí jugando con las chicas?
Puedo decir que estuviste allí, John, porque te veo de regreso con el cabello rizado.
¿Las monjas te persiguieron, John? ¿O pudiste robar un beso?
¿O Sister Kearney te golpeó? No vengas a mi mesa luciendo así.

[Estribillo:]
¿Dónde has estado, mi Johnny, Johnny? ¿Dónde has estado, mi Johnny-O?
Fuiste allí con las chicas. ¿Te lavaste bien la nariz?

Fuiste al tabernero. Porque te veo un poco angustiado.
Tus ropas están desgarradas, tus zapatos desgastados,
y has vomitado sobre tu mejor traje de domingo.
¿No quieres ser un buen chico, inteligente en la escuela y profundo?
Levántate de mi silla, deja que el Sr. McGuire se siente.

[Estribillo]

¿Y dónde has estado, mi Johnny, Johnny? ¿Y dónde has estado, mi Johnny-O?

Ahora el Sr. McGuire te llevará, porque no criaré a un niño pagano.
Te estamos enviando a un hogar, no puedes vivir aquí, eres demasiado salvaje.
¿No crees que te gustará allí? Actúas como un criminal, es lo que mereces.
Necesitas una buena reforma. Te molerán hasta que les agradezcas por ello.

[Estribillo]

¿Y dónde has estado, mi Johnny, Johnny? ¿Y dónde has estado, mi Johnny-O?
¿Y dónde has estado, mi Johnny, Johnny? ¿Y dónde has estado, mi Johnny-O?

Escrita por: The Tossers / Tony Duggins