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The decent folk on all souls nightLight penny candles for the sweet repose(Easy fortunes for fortune tellers,Quick abortions in dingy cellars)Of dearly loved and soon forgotA 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 takesTo rid the land of snakes(God speed them on their way to Hell)But it could never break Kitty Ricketts' spellShe is handsome, she is prettyShe is the girl from Strumpet CityOh please, can you tell me who is she?Kitty Ricketts, you're not thereBut I can touch your hairKitty Ricketts, one, two, threeYou're a ghost but I don't careShe's a carnal joy for Nightown boysWhose 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 poetsPoets? Madmen! You should see the things they write!Letras de canciones(La la la la, la la la la la)Well, they say that as you make your bedSo must you lieBut you could fall in love tonightBut you'll never walk the streets of ParadiseGrab a line, boys!(She is handsome she is prettyShe is the girl from Strumpet cityKitty Ricketts, you're not thereBut I can touch your hair)Kitty Ricketts, one, two threeYou're a ghost but I don't careThrough the boulevards of DublinShe still walks among the city lights(What a pity, it's Altar CityFor Walter Mitty and Rickety Kitty)Oh, bad scran to all their virtuesAnd their Saturday night delights(La la la la, la la la la la)Well, the town clock tells her last week's timeBut what the hell? She got all the time in the worldAnd you could fall in love tonightBut 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 From Letras Mania