| I met Sarah on the 16-th of July when we were walking
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| In the green hills of Kilkenny
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| Together with the pints the hours they flow by us
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| And the hours that I’ve known her seems like ten thousand years
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| I asked her if the time was right
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| She nodded her head and took me home
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| I ripped my shirt in seven parts, I throw my trousers to the floor
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| My socks flew out the window, and I threw myself over her
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| Her skirt I ripped in seven parts, Her bra flew out the window
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| And of her panties I don’t know, They where never ever seen again
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| So take me away Red Maiden, away Red Maiden
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| Come sit on my rapier and ill take you for a ride
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| So take me away Red Maiden, away Red Maiden
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| She fled the bed and screamed her head. |
| Oh my God you’re mad!
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| I went out in my pyjamas to buy some new clothing
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| Set down in the pub sipping Scotch
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| When a beautiful red head sat down beside me
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| Suddenly I felt her hand caressing me old legs
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| She asked me if' the time was right
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| I nodded my head and she took me home
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| I ripped my shirt in seven parts, I threw my trousers to the floor |
| My socks flew out the window, and I threw myself over her
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| Her skirt I ripped in seven parts, Her bra flew out the window
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| And of her panties I don’t know, They where never ever seen again
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| So take me away Red Maiden, away Red Maiden
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| Come sit on my rapier and ill take you for a ride
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| So take me away Red Maiden, away Red Maiden
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| She fled the bed and screamed her head. |
| Oh my God you’re mad!
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| I only thought she fled but she went to fetch her handcuffs
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| And she looked at me with a smile
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| But when she got her whips I started to tremble
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| Looking desperately for the door
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| Jumped out of bed and started to run but I couldn’t find my underwear
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| The 16th of July that year will never be forgotten
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| The memory of a madman running naked through the city streets |