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Verse 1 Quite for no reason I'm here for the Season And high as a kite, Living in error With Maud at Cap Ferrat Which couldn't be right. Everyone's here and frightfully gay, Nobody cares what people say, Though the Riviera Seems really much queerer Than Rome at it's height, Yesterday night- Refrain 1 I went to a marvelous party With Nounou and Nada and Nell, It was in the fresh air And we went as we were And we stayed as we were Which was Hell. Poor Grace started singing at midnight And didn't stop singing till four; We knew the excitement was bound to begin When Laura got blind on Dubonnet and gin And scratched her veneer with a Cartier pin, I couldn't have liked it more. Refrain 2 I went to a marvelous party, I must say the fun was intense, We all had to do What the people we knew Would be doing a hundred years hence. Dear Cecil arrived wearing armour, Some shells and a black feather boa, Poor Millicent wore a surrealist comb Made of bits of mosaic from St. Peter's in Rome, But the weight was so great that she had to go home, I couldn't have liked it more. Verse 2 People's behaviour Away from Belgravia Would make you aghast, So much variety Watching society Scampering past, If you have any mind at all Gibbon's divine Decline and Fall Seems pretty flimsy, No more than a whimsy, By way of contrast On Saturday last- Refrain 3 I went to a marvelous party, We didn't start dinner till ten And young Bobbie Carr Did a stunt at the bar With a lot of extraordinary men; Dear Baba arrived with a turtle Which shattered us all to the core, The Grand Duke was dancing a foxtrot with me When suddenly Cyril screamed? Fiddledidee? And ripped off his trousers and jumped in the sea, I couldn't have liked it more. Refrain 4 I went to a marvelous party, Elise made an entrance with May You'd never have guessed From her fisherman's vest That her bust had been whittled away. Poor Lulu got fried on Chianti And talked about esprit de corps. Maurice made a couple of passes at Gus And Freddie, who hates any kind of a fuss, Did half the Big Apple and twisted his truss, I couldn't have liked it more. Refrain 5 I went to a marvellous party. We played the most wonderful game, Maureen disappeared And came back in a beard And we all had to guess at her name! We talked about growing old gracefully And Elsie who's seventy-four Said,? A, it's a question of being sincere, And B, if you're supple you've noting to fear.? Then she swung upside down from a glass chandelier, I couldn't have liked it more.
Writer(s): Noel Coward, Amanda Ghost, Joel Hugh Compass Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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