Song for Kathleen O'Hara Songtext
von NQ Arbuckle

In a green dress she danced
like a net in the water
swaying off the coast
of South Carolina

Like a pickled princess dancing,
Like the lost queen of Ireland
like a story told again,
like a new best friend


with silly drunken chatter
it was all I could do to look at her
and when the wedding was over
I had to get out of there

and the night air was cold
like whiskey in your throat
and I thought I saw her everywhere
as I bicycled home

no mingling of limbs,
cause she moved to England
no mingling of limbs,
cause she moved to England