More Than You Can Chew - Horslips

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

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.