A Norwegian girl comes to Dublin, buys a horse, keeps it in a stable in a lane in the Liberties, gets to know all the young fellas that hang out there, writes a song about it.
we have to lose that sax solo!
i’m going to listen this now, if it’s rubbish theo is going to ban you
maybe i should buy a horse?
Icarus-Smicarus you’re getting serious mileage with the father ted references around here!