Biddy McGrath

 

 

 

 

Well, have you heard of Biddy McGrath?
She strangled two sailors with the straps of her bra.
She tied one strap around the little fella's head,
And she threw him In the Liffey like a crust of bread.

Chorus
With yer too-ri-a, fal-the-diddle-da,
Too-ri-oor -ri-oor-ri-a,
With yer too-ri-a, fal-the-diddle-da,
Too-ri-oor -ri-oor-ri-a.

Biddy turned round on the big fella then,
She took him in her fingers like a ball-point pen,
She twirled him north and she twirled him south,
Then she tied the other strap around the poor fella's mouth.

The policeman said to Biddy McGrath,
'What's this you've been doing with the straps of your bra?'
Says she, 'Get along and on with yer job',
And she stuffed the remainder in the policeman's gob.

The judge he said to Biddy McGrath,
'Yer a thorough disgrace to yer ma and yer pa.'
Says she, 'Them sailors were feeding me the cure,
And treating me as if I were a lady.’

So if you're ever in Dublin Town,
Where Nelson's monument used to be found,
And you come across a girl with a brand new bra,
Beware if her name be Biddy McGrath.