The Night I Punched Russell Crowe - Gaelic Storm

Here's a little story about someone that you know
He was a right famous fella by the name of Russell Crowe
I was workin' at a pub and he was smokin at the bar
And that's a crime as you all know in Cal-if-orn-I-are
So I sidled up the rail right to where he stood
Said sorry Mr Crowe as nicely as I could
You'll have to put that out now throw it on the floor
And if you don't I'll have to kick you out show you to the door
He squared right up to me somewhat in surprise
Then he narrowed up his gaze shot me daggers with his eyes
If you think you're man enough go ahead he said
I was scared for me live so I dalked him in the head
The closest I've come to ending up dead
Was the night that I punched Russell Crowe The Gladiator in the head
He lifted up his hands put them to his nose
Blood was running through his fingers dripping on his clothes
His bodyguards ran up get him shouted Crowe
Run cried Chucky run and don't stop until you get to Mexico
The closest I've come to ending up dead
Was the night that I punched Russell Crowe The Gladiator in the head
The closest I've come to being dead
Was the night that I punched Russell Crowe The Gladiator in the head
You can't hit me I'm the Cinderella Man
I'm the Master and Commander I'm Australian
You can't hit me don't you know I'm dangerous
I am the outlaw Ben Wade I AM MAXIMUS