THE GIGOLO OF MAGHERLIN
By John McMenamin
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Barney, was a gigolo
And lived in Magherlin
He had a wee moustache, on his upper lip
It was small and black and thin.
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His hair, was black and shiny
His teeth, were pearly white
The result, of Brylcream every morning
And baking soda, every night.
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His shoes, were patent leather
His tie was made of suede
He had a gold ring, on his finger
With a stone of blackest jade.
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His suit was made in Italy
His shirt, was made in France
His belt, used to be a rattle-snake
Now it held up Barney鈥檚 pants.
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He wore his trousers, very tight
And smoked a king-sized fag
And his hips, would sway and wiggle
Like two ferrets, in a bag.
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He鈥檚 whistle at he little girls
He was a real cool guy
And when he passed the Chemist shop
He鈥檇 wink, with his sly eye.
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Yes Barney, was a playboy
A man about the town
He spent hours in the tanning booth
To keep him golden brown.
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Barney, was a rebel
He was mean and lean and thin
And he was the only gigolo
In the town of, Magherlin.
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Barney, was a love machine
With a mean and moody stare
And every time he passed a shop
He鈥檇 stop and comb his hair.
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You could see him every Sunday
As he swaggered down the street
He鈥檇 wink and say, 鈥淗ey Honey
You sure are looking sweet鈥.
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The girls, would blush and giggle
Then look back with a grin
Barney, was the only gigolo
In the town of, Magheralin.
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He鈥檇 swagger up and down the street
All dressed up for the kill
He鈥檇 say, 鈥淗oney, my names鈥攖rouble
And I was born to-thrill鈥.
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He walked into the chip shop
Looking moody, like James Dean
Instead of chips, he asked for, fries
And his hankie was wild clean.
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He鈥檇 sidle up to some wee girl
With a smirk, upon his face
And say, 鈥淗oney, you want lovin鈥
Let鈥檚 go back babe-to my place鈥.
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He鈥檇 say, 鈥淏abe, if you want lovin鈥
Well honey, I鈥檓 your man
Then he鈥檇 curl his lip-like Elvis
Barney, was his biggest fan.
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Yes, Barney was a gigolo
A lover of renown
The people came from far and near
To watch his strut round town.
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He鈥檇 say, 鈥淗ey, my name is Barney
The greatest lover in this town
Girls, you looking for, some sugar?
I got enough to go around鈥.
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But, the gigolo, went home alone
And climbed into the sack
Cause poor Barney was an ugly brute
With a bump upon his back.
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