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Majestic Cabaret Ole

I know a dark secluded place
A place where no-one knows your face
A jar of grog is no disgrace
Not at Majestic Cabaret, Olé

All you see are silhouettes
And glowing ends of cigarettes
And no-one cares how late it gets
Not at Majestic Cabaret Olé

La Normandie, the Max
Or any place you go
You'll meet old F P Walsh
And everyone you know

But if you go to this spot
To have a proper souse
You may take your gin
You may take your sin
But not your spouse

I know a dark secluded nook
The tariff's high the food is crook
But that's one place the cops won't look
Not in Majestic Cabaret Olé

La Normandie, the Max
Or any place you go
You'll meet old F P Walsh
And everyone you know

But if you go to this spot
That everybody likes
You will be free
To drink your 'sky
And talk of strikes

So knock three times upon the sill
And say you came with Toby Hill
Then walk right in and drink your fill
You're in Majestic Cabaret, Olé