Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Weekend in Amsterdam, artist - Christy Moore. Date of issue: 16.11.2017
Song language: English
Weekend in Amsterdam |
| When we got our redundancy, myself and the lads went on |
| The spree |
| A brand new passport in my hand as we took off for The |
| Netherland |
| Myself and Dinny and O’Dwyer and Scut at Schiphol we |
| Were all half cut |
| We opened up the duty-free, the red lemonade and brandy |
| And we jumped on board a tram |
| Oh The Weekend that we spent in Amsterdam |
| Our first stop was the coffee shop, in we went and we |
| All sparked up |
| Hashish from Pakistan, Morocco, Nepal and the Lebanon |
| All the boys was rollin' joints, they forgot to drink |
| Their pints |
| Water pipe came bubblin' around, took one pull and hit |
| The ground |
| Lads wake him if you can |
| Oh The Weekend that we spent in Amsterdam |
| Sunday we went to The Blarney Stone, Paddy Wynne had |
| The Leinster Final on |
| The Lily Whites and The Boys in Blue, the Majors and |
| Taytos |
| Over to Mulligan’s for the night, the bar was leppin' |
| And the band was shite |
| De Burgh, De Bono and De Wolfe Tones’til Dinny grabbed |
| The microphone |
| And gave us Van The Man |
| Oh The weekend that we spent in Amsterdam |
| Macker sez while we’re here we’ll go and have a look at |
| The kinky gear |
| I said a quiet prayer I wouldn’t bump into anyone from |
| Kildare |
| Big dildos, blow-up dolls, snap-on tools and hairy |
| Balls |
| Vibrators, whips and chains, zips and fanny ticklers |
| God between us and all harm |
| Oh The Weekend that we spent in Amsterdam |
| Then we went for a midnight walk, all our eyes were out |
| On stalks |
| Gay bars, bordellos, models in the windows with no |
| Clothes |
| Dinny he danced all night with a South American |
| Transvestite |
| Everything was goin' grand until Dinny tried to drop |
| The hand There was pandemonium |
| Oh The Weekend that we spent in Amsterdam |
| The bouncer she was 5' 10″, Lowland Heavyweight |
| Champion |
| She hit Dinny an awful box, the boys ran amok and |
| Wrecked the shop |
| We could hear the squad cars getting near, it’s time |
| Lads we were out of here |
| Dinny pulled up his tights and we disappeared into the |
| Night |
| All together now one by one |
| Oh The Weekend that we spent in Amsterdam |
| Queen Beatrix she rides her bike, Rembrandt is hangin' |
| Down in The Rijk |
| Ajax, Heineken, Van Gogh, The Gargle and The Ghanja |
| Monday morning we were all half cracked we dived into |
| The Kaisergracht |
| They fished us out, hosed us down and put us on the |
| Plane to Dublin Home to the Mammy again |
| Oh The Weekend that we spent in Amsterdam |