Onus O'Reilly sits on a fence
Contemplating suicide
Onus O'Reilly had been born a man
But wanted to be somebody's bride
Oh, Onus, Onus O'Reilly
So very manly and so very unlikely
Onus, he likes to wear pretty dresses
He wears them when he is alone
Delicate under things, make his manly heart sing
Yes, like giving a dog to a bone
He bravely tries to hide it
Strongly tries to fight it
Thinks it might leave him alone
Always rears its lady like head
Takes control of him instead
Now the dog's being buried by the bone
Oh, Onus, Onus O'Reilly
So very manly and so very unlikely
Onus decides to give a little push
And he ends up face down in the mud
He's a little disappointed when he wakes up and he finds
Another job that he's left undone
But he gets up and he shakes off
And he goes into the house
And he decides to start it all again
Now everybody driving by waves
Hello at the lady who was once stuck
Inside of a man, man, man
Oh, Onus, Onus O'Reilly
So very manly and so very unlikely

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