Instant attraction, every single timenLike a chain reaction, they wait in line...nInfatuation...like a moth to a flamenGuaranteed sensation; they'll scream his namennHe scans the dancefloor, and takes his picknNo need for lines, though...he knows the tricknHe's not familiar, with being by himsen'nIt's not a case of will ya?; it's a case of when?nnHe's got that smile on his face, got those Irish eyesnAny time, any place; there's no need to trynnHe's gonna kiss ya; he can't resist yanHe's got charisma, and he can't resist hernAnd then he takes all the ladies 'cause he knows that he can...nThe charismatic Mister McGahannThat special feeling...inbetween your thighsnHe starts to leave and they're mesmerisednThey start to chase him, to see what they cannThe charismatic Mister McGahannnHe says, What's your name, love?nAnd she left a pausenShe knew exactly what his game was...nAnd said, Call me yours!nIt didn't seem to phase him, as he took her by the handnAll the other girls were gazing, and that's exactly what he'd plannednnYou've only got to see him, and you're left in awenAll the fellas wanna be him, and all the girls want morennWe scream aloud, but he simply talksnHe wins the crowd with just how he walksnWinding and weaving from wall-to-wallnEven when it's heaving, he gets them all...nnHe's got that smile on his face, got those Irish eyesnAny time, any place; there's no need to trynnHe's gonna kiss ya; he can't resist yanHe's got charisma, and he can't resist hernAnd then he takes all the ladies 'cause he knows that he can...nThe charismatic Mister McGahannThat special feeling...inbetween your thighsnHe starts to leave and they're mesmerisednThey start to chase him, to see what they cannThe charismatic Mister McGahan