Getting Lucky 1
To the women we've met, to the women we've f-cked, to those amongst us who've had no such luck.
Here's to fire. Not the fast and furious kind
that burns down shacks and shanties. But the slow, seductive kind that
takes down bras and panties.
Friends and Lovers (Irish)
Here's to all you friends and lovers. May all of your ups and downs be under covers!"
There are good ships, and there are wood ships, the ships that sail the sea.
But the best ships are friendships, and may they always be.
Friendship 1 (Irish)
Here's to You, and Here's to Me
And May we never disagree!
But if we might? And if we Do
Then Here's to Me, to Hell with You!
Friendship 2 (Irish)
May the winds of fortune sail you,
May you sail a gentle sea.
May it always be the other guy
who says, "this drink's on me."
Here's to lying, cheating, stealing, and drinking.
If you lie, may you lie together.
If you cheat, may you cheat the devil.
If you steal, may you steal each other's hearts.
And if you drink, may we all drink to your happiness.
Here's to cheating, stealing, fighting, and drinking.
If you cheat, may you cheat death.
If you steal, may you steal a woman's heart.
If you fight, may you fight for a brother.
And if you drink, may you drink with me.
To Health (Irish)
I've drunk to your health in the pubs ,
I've drunk to your health in my home ,
I've drunk to your health so many times ,
That I've almost ruined my own .
Here's to me and here's to you,
And here's to ever after.
I'll be true as long as you
And not a moment after.
Old Irish Toast
When we drink, we get drunk.
When we get drunk, we fall asleep.
When we fall asleep, we commit no sin.
When we commit no sin, we go to heaven.
So, let's all get drunk, and go to heaven!
Here's to Wars and Revolution
Here's to Whore's and Prostitution
Here's to horses that don't quit buckin
And them good old gals that don't quit....
Anthony and Cleopatra
Come, let's all take hands; Till that the conquering wine hath steep'd our sense, In soft and delicate Lethe.
If eyes like thine can falsely shine,
I'll cease to look for truth on earth,
If lips so sweet can breathe deceit,
Ne'er trust I more to woman's worth.
That man that hath a tongue, I say is no man,
If with his tongue he cannot win a woman.
The One 2
Here's to the prettiest,
Here's to the wittiest;
Here's to the truest of all who are true.
Here's to the neatest one,
Here's to the sweetest one;
Here's to them all in one -- here's to you!
The One 4
The world is happy and colorful,
And life itself is new.
And I am very grateful for
The friend I found in you.
Here's to your eyes and mine
Here's to your lips and mine
Our eyes have met, our lips not yet
Here's to hoping.
Minna Thomas Antrim
Drink, for who knows when Cupid's arrow keen,
Shall strike us and no more we'll here be seen.
Here's to the flowers that form and bloom,
While you're in my arms, and I'm in your room.
There's a bird, a bottle and a bed that is tossed,
A door that is locked, and a key that is lost,
And a night a thousand years long.