SKINNY MALINKY LONGLEGS – Matt McGinn, songwriter, people's poet, folksinger

SKINNY MALINKY LONG LEGS

by

Matt McGinn

He was neat, he was sweet but he'd helluva sweaty feet

And they called him Skinny Malinky Long Legs

Skinny Malinky Long Legs had helluva sweaty feet

And in the warm weather they were very far from sweet

In the summer he often wondered why folk left him by himsel

But he never knew the reason cause he had nae sense o smell

He was neat, he was sweet but he'd helluva sweaty feet

And they called him Skinny Malinky Long Legs

Skinny Malinky Long Legs was a bit of a gigolo

He fell into competition with his second cousin Joe

For they both took a fancy tae a lassie fae Milngavie

And to win her sole affection they decided they would try

He was neat, he was sweet but he'd helluva sweaty feet

And they called him Skinny Malinky Long Legs

The three of them arranged they would meet at Glasgow Cross

So Josie got home early wi permission o his boss

He jumped into the basin and scrubbed intae the bone

Then he shaved off his whiskers and he sprinkled eau de cologne

He was neat, he was sweet but he'd helluva sweaty feet

And they called him Skinny Malinky Long Legs

When she met the two o them, she felt this terrible hum

Says she, ‘There's only one o you along wi me can come

So tell me who's the smell off?  And then I'll judge’ says she

So Josie sniffed his aftershave, says he, ‘It's off o me’

He was neat, he was sweet but he'd helluva sweaty feet

And they called him Skinny Malinky Long Legs

She turned on poor wee Josie then and gied him a terrible snub

Says she, ‘Ah think you'd better go hame and gie yersel a scrub’

She took the arm o Skinny Malink and they wandered all aroon

Till they landed in a picture hall that used to be up the toon

He was neat, he was sweet but he'd helluva sweaty feet

And they called him Skinny Malinky Long Legs

In the middle o the hall they were very soon alone

For the crowd an all the chucker-outs they quickly scampered home

She couldn't eat his sweeties, she refused his cigarette

Says she, ‘Ma darlin Skinny Malink, I can smell that bugger yet’

He was neat, he was sweet but he'd helluva sweaty feet

And they called him Skinny Malinky Long Legs