Perhaps the best known Irish
March, The March of the King of
Laois, forms
the basic melodic structure
of this song - a warning to
Maeve from
Cu Chulainn.
People say you're dressed to kill.
You're not a girl to come on slow.
Once you get the bit between your teeth
You don't feel like letting go.
But before you hit off
Let me say you've bit off
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/4mu ]More than you can chew.
I recall just how you laughed,
And you tried to make a fool of me.
How you thought you could get away
Without me knowing is hard to see.
Though things may look doubtful,
You've got yourself a mouthful
More than you can chew.
You can give me back my pride
And I will trade you all that's due.
Cos like a spider I'm creeping back
Gonna spin my web all over you.
And if you take it in haste
You're gonna waste
Aah you can't taste
More than you can chew.