Me First Marquee Dance - Richie Kavanagh

Aye Johnny di ya remember yer first marquee dance

At sixteen years of age I went to my first marquee dance

Girls dresses were so short you could nearly see their pants

Then I spy'ed this little red head that I never seen before

And I asked her if she'd like to come for a spin around the floor

Well she held me o so tightly she stuck to me like glue

Sure I got so excited I did'nt know what to do

I brought her for a mineral she drank the bleady lot

I asked her if she'd go with me she said sure sure why not

Well I got me brothers car keys it was an A forty

Then meself and the red head went outside now ya see

Well she started for to kiss me all over my big face

And she started for to tickle me in me important little place

Well the sweat it run down me face at what she might do next

I was afraid for to feel her leg in case the girl got vexted

She says do you love me says I sure I don't know

She says now your a quar fellow your working to dam slow

Well I laded me hand upon her knee an then to my suprise

Looking through the wind screen were two great big mad eyes

She says it is me brother he keeps an eye on me

Then he opened up the car door and stuck in his head ya see

He says I'm this girls brother what are you doing to her

Go home to your mammy ya sixteen year auld cur

He had a great big woolie head he was a savage of a man

And in his right hand he had a great big guinness can

He had far to much drink taken an he started for to mouth

He drew out his left hand and gave me an awful a clouth

Well the red head came between us she says leave the chap alone

Stand back stand back he shouted I'm going to skin him to the bone

Well I never will forget me first marque dance

I went there the next night never gave the girls a glance

Never want to see that red head o never no no more

Cause you know her great big brother would lay cold out on the floor

Cause you know that great big brother would lay cold out on the floor

Did ya ever see the red head since Johnny

She was ”A Rale Humdinger” lad I married her

Yer codding

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