Little O'Belle et Bonne (© 2013 Kyf Brewer)

Oh... The day started off with the morn
The dogs had all slept in the corn
And the cock crowed her hail
As she bid us farewell
And took off on her trail of scorn

She'd come to our village to rest
And to get the whole world off her chest
While the gobshites took flight
On this lady of night
All the boys in the bar said God Bless

Chorus
Cuz...
She can talk without flappin' her gums
She can hitch without usin' her thumbs
May you break your teeth
On each word you may speak against
Little O'Belle et Bonne

The coppers all gave her the keys
And we blessed her whenever she sneezed
Businessmen on the street
Laid their coats at her feet
Lest she step in a smidgeon of grease

But the dames remained wary and cool
And considered each husband a fool
So they thought they would fix her
By planning a mixer
And bankers to bums came to drool

The aristocrats all dressed in red
Thinking that it might turn a few heads
But she'd brook no abuse
From their murderous ruse
And in turn showed up ready for bed

Bad girl
Look what ya done to us
Now girl
The women are onto us
Bad girl
Who cares what you do for your pay
They say
You'll only bring mis'ry
But well-behaved women
Seldom make hist'ry
And ain't it a myst'ry
More often than nae
It's a well-behaved woman
that gets in the way

The judge crashed the party by nine
And the jailer did follow behind
But they shared an obsession
For the oldest profession
And hence had a rollicking time

The queen of attention was she
A prism of equality
Not a man lost his wife
Through that terrible strife
Till next day they all followed her lead...

Cuz...
She can talk without flappin' her gums
She can hitch without usin' her thumbs
May you break your teeth
On each word you may speak against
Little O'Belle et Bonne
She can talk without snappin' her gum
She can hitch without usin' her thumbs
May you break your teeth
On each word you may speak against
Little O'Belle et Bonne!