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Words
Verse 1
Orla, I have moved the table. The table is in the hall.
There's a mirror ball your godson made out of a colander
Your daughter's on the tambourine and she is not good
Your son has learned one horn part and he'll play it forty times
I have written you a proper song with a proper bass line
And a proper bit where everybody has to shout your name
Pre-Chorus
You said no fuss. You've been saying no fuss since ninety-one.
You have never once got no fuss, and you never will
Chorus
Orla takes the floor, everybody back
Forty years of doing it for everybody else
Tonight the kitchen's yours and the kettle can wait
Orla takes the floor — go on, take the floor
Verse 2
You did the school runs, the hospital runs, the airport runs
You've done our mother's birthday every year since she stopped
You got six children through a summer with one paddling pool
You are the reason this family still eats in the same room
And you say you cannot dance, which is an outright lie
I have got the wedding video. I have shown it to your kids.
Chorus
Orla takes the floor, everybody back
Forty years of doing it for everybody else
Tonight the kitchen's yours and the kettle can wait
Orla takes the floor — go on, take the floor
Bridge
Nobody's leaving till the crisps are gone
Your husband's doing the thing with his shoulders again
Somebody get the colander down before it falls
Final Chorus
Orla takes the floor, everybody back
Forty years of doing it for everybody else
Tonight the kitchen's yours and the kettle can wait
Happy birthday, Orla — you are not doing the dishes
Outro
The table stays in the hall
It stays there until Sunday
Go on, Orla
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