I just remembered,
Something I have to do,
I did it for Dom,
Now i'm doing it for you.
Got to write you,
A birthday song.
Sorry if this,
Goes a bit wrong.
You became alive,
When I was only five.
Weren't much of a winger,
But you did come out ginger.
You used to be,
The butt of all the jokes,
Like a bottle,
Has a cork,
You were,
A baked bean on a fork.
Happy birthday,
To the ginger one.
Drink some more,
Have some fun.
We like to drink with Jordan,
Jordan is our mate,
When he drinks his drink,
He drinks it down in,
8,
7,
6, 5,
4, 3, 2, 1.
He wants a job,
Wants to get paid,
My concern is,
He needs to get laid.
He sits on his computer,
Everyday.
You're nineteen now,
That won't get you paid.
Happy Birthday,
To the ginger one.
Drink some more,
Have some fun.
I put the music,
Together just for you.
I hope you like it,
Please say you do.
We like to drink with Jordan,
Jordan is our mate,
When he drinks his drink,
He drinks it down in,
8,
7,
6, 5,
4, 3, 2, 1.