Letra Down At The Stoup de Puffball original

I磍l be down at the Stoup where the cool磗 hanging out.
Downing four pints and a fifth without doubt.
And I talk to the guys and I know that磗 unwise.
I say my team is gonna win and I know I tell lies.

It磗 where the winos roam but this place is my home.
The bartenders drunk and the beer磗 half foam.
But the game is ok and I hear what they say.
With my pals at the table I磍l stay all day.