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Guess I’m okay, what else
can you say when you’re asked
wha bout ya, that’s how one knows 
You’re in Belfast, normal speak.
How are you my dear man, 
Ah alright I guess wha bout ya.
I’m afraid I do not understand you
That’s because you’re not from Belfast.
One always asks how are you.
na not around here they don’t, you’re in 
our town now, gotta say wha bout ya
not, how are you. Are you an English man?
Towl ya, eejit is an English man asking,
my dear man how are you. As if we’ed
know what the hell he is talking bout
Oh well have to suffer eejits, ain’t it right. 

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