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The decent folk on all souls night
Light penny candles for the sweet repose
(Easy fortunes for fortune tellers,
Quick abortions in dingy cellars)
Of dearly loved and soon forgot
A word in St. Peter's ear, my darling Rose
(La la la la, la la la la la)
Such simple faith is really all it takes
To rid the land of snakes
(God speed them on their way to Hell)
But it could never break Kitty Ricketts' spell

She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the girl from Strumpet City
Oh please, can you tell me who is she?
Kitty Ricketts, you're not there
But I can touch your hair
Kitty Ricketts, one, two, three
You're a ghost but I don't care

She's a carnal joy for Nightown boys
Whose five o'clock shadow begins at midnight
(Heart warming for savage dreamers,
Heart scalding for soul redeemers)
She's an apron string for kings and poets
Poets? Madmen! You should see the things they write!
(La la la la, la la la la la)
Well, they say that as you make your bed
So must you lie
But you could fall in love tonight
But you'll never walk the streets of Paradise

Grab a line, boys!

(She is handsome she is pretty
She is the girl from Strumpet city
Kitty Ricketts, you're not there
But I can touch your hair)
Kitty Ricketts, one, two three
You're a ghost but I don't care

Through the boulevards of Dublin
She still walks among the city lights
(What a pity, it's Altar City
For Walter Mitty and Rickety Kitty)
Oh, bad scran to all their virtues
And their Saturday night delights
(La la la la, la la la la la)
Well, the town clock tells her last week's time
But what the hell? She got all the time in the world
And you could fall in love tonight
But you'll never walk the streets of Paradise
(Oh no)
Oh no, you'll never walk the streets of Paradise
(Oh no)
Oh, but you could fall in love tonight

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