Leave Room for the Holy Ghost

Music: Marie-Lynn Hammond & Aaron Davis   Lyrics: Marie-Lynn Hammond

I am a student at Our Lady of Misery Catholic all-girls school
once a year only the sister let us have a dance
so I prayed real hard for a date to St. Jude of the desperate cause
and when Walter Pinkowski asked me out
I accepted despite his flaws (he has pimples and wears glasses…)

Sister Estella rang her little brass bell
she said girls you know the dance is soon
so those who are going now would you mind showing
after chapel in the common room
well a bunch of us stayed, I mean we always obeyed,
and besides there was no way to prepare
for the strange revelations that Sister shared with us there

she said you’re temples of the Lord, handmaidens of Our Lady
and vessels of Holy pride
so no strapless gowns girls, and no wrap-arounds
they’ll either fall down or blow open wide
and you must never choose black patent leather shoes
for as every filthy boy knows
by looking down there he’ll see your underwear
reflected in your shiny toes

well the devil can’t stand a good Catholic girl
that’s the kind he likes to tempt the most
so remember when you’re dancing close,
leave room for the Holy Ghost!

well we got the gym, we hoped the lights would be dim
but for once they didn’t want to save power
so the lights stayed on full while the nuns used their pull
to make the band play only one waltz per hour
when they finally slowed down Walter’s arm snuck around
and he tried to pull me close
I said Walter don’t you do it, hey Walter you blew it!
you’re squashing the Holy Ghost


and girls if in a crowded situation you should ever have to
sit on your boyfriend’s knees
remember to insert between the two of you
a telephone book please—for insulation now

Anna Calarco and Frankie Demarco
were dancing cheek to cheek
Sister Estella rang her little brass bell
and let out a terrible shriek
Anna turned red and in shame hung her head
but later she was heard to boast
that though Frank wasn’t God he had a much better body
than the — Holy Ghost!