Whisky 'n Maple Cha-Cha
Warren & Ryan

[Verse 1 - Warren]
Aye, Ryan, ye bloody fool, what's that syrup ya pour?
We Scots need whisky, 'tis our liquid core!
And what's with that beaver, aye, what a daft mascot!
Try haggis for courage, though ye might see spots.
From Loch Ness to Glasgow, we laugh at yer ice,
Our kilts are a breeze, while yer pants are precise.
Greet a Scot with respect or a headbutt, it's fair,
No Mounties here, just lads without care.
Och aye the noo! We're tough as can be,
So pass me that whisky, and let the chaos see.

[Verse 2 - Ryan]
Hold up, Warren, with yer bagpipes and grit,
In the land of the Maple Leaf, we ain't throwin' a fit.
Our syrup’s liquid gold, makes pancakes divine,
And those Mounties? They can kick yer behind.
Bears and moose ain't afraid of your plaid,
We say 'eh?' and we're polite, but not mad.
Try livin' in a land where the cold cuts through bone,
Then talk tough, laddie, when yer ice cream's a scone.
So here's to Canada, polite but sly,
Stick that in yer haggis, let the bagpipes cry.

[Chorus - Both]
Whisky 'n Maple, a cha-cha collide,
Tartan 'n Mounties, oh what a ride!
From whisky-soaked kilts to syrup so sweet,
Let's laugh at these cultures in this spicy beat.

[Verse 3 - Warren]
India's heat makes us all sweat the same,
But Ryan, yer moose jokes are really quite lame.
We like our black humor and whisky poured neat,
While yer lumberjack tales just put me to sleep.
Och, the bagpipes wail while yer hockey sticks clash,
Had one too many poutines? Now that's rash!
Can't stand the politeness, makes me want to scream,
But ya know, I get it, we all have our dreams.
Raise a glass to our differences, let 'em collide,
In this chaos of cultures, we both take pride.

[Verse 4 - Ryan]
Alright, Warren, yer whisky's got some fight,
But it's 'bout time we show how Canucks bite.
We've got dark jokes too, in our snow-covered land,
And trust me, laddie, we can go hand in hand.
Riding a moose ain't easy, but try catching haggis,
The stuff of nightmares, like yer MacBeth baggage.
Enough of this bickering, let's lighten the mood,
Sing 'O Canada' and pass me some food.
Free healthcare and politeness, what's not to adore?
But I’ll cheers to that whisky forevermore.

[Chorus - Both]
Whisky 'n Maple, a cha-cha collide,
Tartan 'n Mounties, oh what a ride!
From whisky-soaked kilts to syrup so sweet,
Let's laugh at these cultures in this spicy beat.

[Verse 5 - Both]
Though we laugh and we jest at our cultural quirks,
India's taught us much more than just smirks.
With spices as hot as yer Scottish temper,
And temples more calm than a Canadian's banter.
United in laughter, divided by booze,
Incredible journey, how could we lose?
So let's toast to our differences, crazy and crude,
In this wild tale of whisky and maple food.
We part as friends, not foes in disguise,
Just two mad lads, under these Indian skies.