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I'm a savage for bacon and cabbage Some call it bubble and squeak My tummy starts achin' when I see the bacon With the smell of the cabbage I'm weak If you're Irish then next to white puddin' Whether you're big or you're small You'll always go for the bacon and cabbage 'Cos that is the best feed of all When we were young, on a Sunday for dinner The Mammy would stand by the pot Cooking the bacon along with the cabbage And serving them up nice and hot Me Father would cut up the bacon Then throw down a bit to the cat There would be a big scene as we fought for the lean But I always wound up with the fat Oh I'm a savage for bacon and cabbage Some call it bubble and squeak My tummy starts achin' when I see the bacon With the smell of the cabbage I'm weak If you're Irish then next to white puddin' Whether you're big or you're small You'll always go for the bacon and cabbage 'Cos that is the best feed of all When I'd be heading to somebody's wedding A few pints the first thing I need Then when I'm able, I'd move to the table Ready to eat a good feed I don't want your starters or afters The ould square of butter or bun Just give me a big plate of bacon and cabbage And I'll belch like a bull when I'm done Oh I'm a savage for bacon and cabbage Some call it bubble and squeak My tummy starts achin' when I see the bacon With the smell of the cabbage I'm weak If you're Irish then next to white puddin' Whether you're big or you're small You'll always go for the bacon and cabbage 'Cos that is the best feed of all When you go for a nosh in a hotel real posh They'll give you a menu to read But you'd need the knowledge of ten years in college To find out the food that you need Don't bother with all that ould rubbish Ask for the meal you love best A big hape of spuds with the bacon and cabbage Man that will put hair on your chest Oh I'm a savage for bacon and cabbage Some call it bubble and squeak My tummy starts achin' when I see the bacon With the smell of the cabbage I'm weak If you're Irish then next to white puddin' Whether you're big or you're small You'll always go for the bacon and cabbage 'Cos that is the best feed of all Oh I'm a savage for bacon and cabbage Some call it bubble and squeak My tummy starts achin' when I see the bacon With the smell of the cabbage I'm weak If you're Irish then next to white puddin' Whether you're big or you're small Oh you'll always go for the
Writer(s): Thomas Moore, Brendan Shine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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