Out on the Town

Me and the gang, we were out on the town in my uninsured '88 It's time to get Maggie down at the bar She said "Don't you punks dare be late!" It was Saturday night on Hilltop Street And everybody's dressed to spill They were havin' a time for Mary O's boy Barry Who had recently been jailed In the back on the bar, they were sure havin' fun Everybody made some room She got out of the chair, threw her fists in the air And the whole place started to move So get up, get up and get with the music Everybody out of your seat So get up, get up and get with the music Maggie's got a brand new beat Tiny was Santa, Red’s at the door And the Old Brigade’s starting to play Maggie’s playing tricks on a few of the boys She’ll take your worries and your wallet away Johnny Mac took a slap from a few older brothers When he wouldn’t dance with Big Marie But it wouldn’t be long ‘til they were singing along With the girl they all came to see So get up, get up and get with the music Everybody out of your seat So get up, get up and get with the music Maggie's got a brand new beat So get up, get up and get with the music Everybody out of your seat So get up, get up and get with the music Maggie's got a brand new beat She was handsome, she was mean She smoked two packs a day since she was seventeen A leather face and many a vice She had a sharper tongue than a butcher’s knife (Look out!) She’s out past curfew with the boys in the band Throwing one last farewell toast Then she’s up with Father Dorin At mass in the morning handing out the Holy Ghost So get up, get up and get with the music Everybody out of your seat So get up, get up and get with the music Maggie's got a brand new beat So get up, get up and get with the music Everybody out of your seat So get up, get up and get with the music Maggie's got a brand new beat Maggie's got a brand new beat --- Out on the Town - Dropkick Murphys