You may talk of your outings, your picnics and parties
Your dinners, your dances, your hoolies and all
But wait till I tell you of the gas that we had
The night that we danced at the Charladies' Ball
I went there with me man and I dressed as Queen Anne
He was dressed as a monkey locked up in a cage
There were ... and ... and hot-nots and what-nots
And stars that you'd see at the music hall stage
At the Charladies' Ball people said one and all
You're the belle of the ball, Mrs. Mulligan
We did one-steps and two-steps and the devil knows what new steps
We swore we never would be dull again, by God
We had wine and porter and lemonade
We had cocktails and cocoa and all
We had champagne that night but we'd real pains next morning
The night that we danced at the Charladies' Ball
There were cowboys and indians that came from ...
St. Francis Street fairies, all diamonds and stars
There was one of the Rooneys as a cop over Mooney's
And a telegram boy with a message from Mars
Annie Moore of the Lotts was the queen of the Scots
With a crown out of Woolworth's perched up on her dome
There was young Jimmy Whitehouse, came dressed as a lighthouse
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 did one-steps and two-steps and the devil knows what new steps
We swore we never would be dull again, by God
We had wine and porter and jemisons
We had cocktails and cocoa and all
We did rhumbas and tangos, half-sets and fandangos
The night that we danced at the Charladies' Ball
Mary Ellen O'Rourke was the queen of the dawn
By 1:30 she looked like a real dirty night
Jimmy ... the ... came dressed as a jester
But he burst his balloon and dropped dead of the fright
Kevin Barr came as Bavril, stops that sinking feeling
Astride of a bottle, pajamas and all
But he bumped into Faust who was gloriously soused
And the two of them were sunk at the end of the hall
At the Charladies' Ball people said one and all
You're the belle of the ball, Mrs. Mulligan
We did one-steps and two-steps and the devil knows what new steps
We swore we never would be dull again, by God
We had wine and porter and jemisons
We had cocktails and cocoa and all
We'd a real stand-up fight as we fell down to supper
The night that we danced at the Charladies' Ball