| lyric | You may talk of your outings,
your picnics and parties,
your dinnners and dances
and hoolies and all
but wait till I tell you yo’f the gas that we had
on te night that we went to the Charladies’ Ball.
I went there as Queen anne
and I went with my man,
he was dressed as a monkey
locked up in a cage
There was piretes and pirots
nad Hotten tots and whatnots
and stars that you see on the Music Hall stage.
Chorus:
At the Charladies’ Ball people said, one and all,
’You’re the belle of the ball, Misses Mulligan’
We had one steps and two steps and the divil knows what new steps
We swore that ne’er would be daull gain, by dad.
We had wine, porter and Jameson [lemonade],
We had cocktails and cocoa and all.
We had champagne that night but we’d real pains next morningn
The night that we danced at the Charladies’ Ball.
There was cowboys and Indians that came from Drumcondra,
Sweet Francis Street fairies all diamonds and stars.
There was one of the Rooneys as the clock over Mooney's
And a telegram boy as a message from Mars.
Mary Moore from the Lots was the Queen of the Scots,
With a crown out of Woolworths perched up on her dome.
There was young Jemmy Whiteh'ouse came dressed as a light-house
And a Camden Street Garbo that should have stayed home.
At the Charladies' Ball people said one and all
""You're the belle of the ball, Mrs. Mulligan.""
We had one—steps and two-steps and the divil knows what new steps.
We swore that we never would be dull again, be dad,
We had wine, porter and Jameson, we had coctails and cocoa and all.
We had rumbos and tangos, half-sets and fandangos,
The night that we danced at the Charladies' Ball.
Mary Ellen 0""Rourke was the Queen of the Dawn.
By one-thirty she loooked like a real dirty night.
Mick Farren, the bester, came dressed as ajester,
He burst his balloon and dropped dead with the fright.
Kevin Barr came as Bovril, ""Stops that sinking feeling“
Astride of a bottle, pyjamas and all.
But he bumped into Faust, who was gloriously soused
And the two of them were sunk at the end of the hall.
Chorus —as before, but with these two last lines:
We’d a real stand-up fight but we fell down to supper
The night that we danced at the Charladies' Ball. |