Aaron Tveit – I Could Be In Love With Someone Like You Lyrics

I’ll deliver shamrocks daily
Buy your Pa a new shillelagh
I could be in love with someone like
You could be my inspiration
And get me past this block
And walk me through the great unknown
You could be my true salvation
Unchain me from this rock
And keep me from being alone
Cause I’m no good at being alone
Take me to another level
Let me play in bigger halls
I will do a riverdance
As long as you keep answering my calls
Get me out of my apartment
Keep me from my empty walls
Someone hire John McCormick
Start to wearing of the green
Let me win the Irish sweepstakes
Let me take you home Kathleen
I could be in love with someone
I could be in love with someone
I could be in love with
Like you My first crush on an Irish girl
I was 10 years old
And her name was Elaine
Little red head girl
Well she looked like you
But if you were 10
Which you’re clearly not
Not that you look old
But you get my-
I’ll just stop now
Okay wait cause I had a point
No I swear I did
Well, I think I did
Which is all my life
Or since I was 10
I have had a yen
For an Irish lass
Because God knows why
Like the ancient curse of the shiksa queens
Do I talk too much? If you’ve got a four leaf clover
You could make your dreams come true
I will be your Hebrew slave
Just do the things that Irish girls do
Talk about potato famine
I begin to cry on cue
Sing about the Emerald Isle and
Get your Irish eyes to smiling
I could be in love with someone like you
(Okay yeah I just said that’s… good… no it’s great)
I just left a relationship
With a lovely girl
Named Alissa Levine
She was really great
It was all my fault
I just got upset
Cause she slept with my brother
So I made a vow not get caught up
In the dating scene
Or the whole routine
With the cousin’s friend
Or the who knows what
Like I need that shit
I’ve got marks to make
I’ve got steps to climb
It’s the perfect time
I’ve got books to write
I’ve got things to do
I go out door and bump into you
And the jig is up and my vow is through
I don’t know what I’m doing
But come in and ruin me
I will write my own Ulysses
If you’re there to show me how
Take me back to Glocca Morra
Bathe me in the river Shannon now
If you’ll be Misses O’Leary
Baby I will be your cow! Which is not to say
That I want Elaine
Who turned out to be
When I last checked in
A republican
And a parapsychologist?