Lyrics
Nothing will induce me to part with Bunbury
They're some of the most fun I have
See, I dropped by a dance last night
Left my card with a note for the host
Stole a glance, stole the dance
I do fancy a champagne toast
Then the night could begin
Au revoir, hello sin
I'm a knave, so I'll save all the rest for my memoir
The rumour mill starts churning
So you need a proper cover
The social set is yearning
For the scandal of a life or lover
Throw your hands up, the world'll hang on
Can't keep up with the socials
Bang on
Flagrantly flout the rules on display
Can't keep up with the socials
Hey, hey
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Can't keep up with the socials today
You see, with Bunbury, I can maintain the good graces of society
While allowing myself the freedom to do anything I please!
I'm a serious person, Algy
And serious people don't need a Bunbury
Especially when they plan to marry
Marriage is the perfect time for a Bunbury
You don't seem to realise that in married life
Three is company and two is none
What's four?
Just getting started
When the world tries to pin you down on the hook
Your black book is too thick?
You demur
You flâneur?
I defer to my fake sidekick
It's the trick
Have an out, have some fun
Hit and run
Exit game
Gotta blame your farewell on someone
The rumour mill starts churning
Time to make an Irish exit?
The social set is yearning
And a little too much candour wrecks it
Throw your hands up, the world'll hang on
Can't keep up with the socials
Bang on
Flagrantly flout the rules on display
Can't keep up with the socials
Hey, hey
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Can't keep up with the socials today
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Fancy high tea at 5?
But my friends just arrived
Can't keep up!
I've a box at the opera
My friend's in the vodka
Can't keep up!
Can we meet for croquet?
My friend's birthday's today!
We could grill
My friend's ill
Poker game?
He's gone lame
You're too kind!
I'm resigned
Plus it gets me out of every bind
The rumour mill starts churning
Little birdies have to twitter
The social set is turning
Bottoms up before their swill gets bitter
Why be so many people, when there's so much fun to be had as yourself?
Throw your hands up, the world'll hang on
Can't keep up with the socials
Crack on
Faffing about, get carried away
Can't keep up
Can't keep up, can't keep
Throw your hands up
The world'll hang on
Can't keep up with the socials
Bang on
Flagrantly flout the rules on display
Can't keep up with the socials, hey, hey
Uh-uh-uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-oh
Can't keep up with the socials
Can't keep up
Can't keep, can't keep up today
They're some of the most fun I have
See, I dropped by a dance last night
Left my card with a note for the host
Stole a glance, stole the dance
I do fancy a champagne toast
Then the night could begin
Au revoir, hello sin
I'm a knave, so I'll save all the rest for my memoir
The rumour mill starts churning
So you need a proper cover
The social set is yearning
For the scandal of a life or lover
Throw your hands up, the world'll hang on
Can't keep up with the socials
Bang on
Flagrantly flout the rules on display
Can't keep up with the socials
Hey, hey
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Can't keep up with the socials today
You see, with Bunbury, I can maintain the good graces of society
While allowing myself the freedom to do anything I please!
I'm a serious person, Algy
And serious people don't need a Bunbury
Especially when they plan to marry
Marriage is the perfect time for a Bunbury
You don't seem to realise that in married life
Three is company and two is none
What's four?
Just getting started
When the world tries to pin you down on the hook
Your black book is too thick?
You demur
You flâneur?
I defer to my fake sidekick
It's the trick
Have an out, have some fun
Hit and run
Exit game
Gotta blame your farewell on someone
The rumour mill starts churning
Time to make an Irish exit?
The social set is yearning
And a little too much candour wrecks it
Throw your hands up, the world'll hang on
Can't keep up with the socials
Bang on
Flagrantly flout the rules on display
Can't keep up with the socials
Hey, hey
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Can't keep up with the socials today
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Fancy high tea at 5?
But my friends just arrived
Can't keep up!
I've a box at the opera
My friend's in the vodka
Can't keep up!
Can we meet for croquet?
My friend's birthday's today!
We could grill
My friend's ill
Poker game?
He's gone lame
You're too kind!
I'm resigned
Plus it gets me out of every bind
The rumour mill starts churning
Little birdies have to twitter
The social set is turning
Bottoms up before their swill gets bitter
Why be so many people, when there's so much fun to be had as yourself?
Throw your hands up, the world'll hang on
Can't keep up with the socials
Crack on
Faffing about, get carried away
Can't keep up
Can't keep up, can't keep
Throw your hands up
The world'll hang on
Can't keep up with the socials
Bang on
Flagrantly flout the rules on display
Can't keep up with the socials, hey, hey
Uh-uh-uh-oh, uh-uh-uh-oh
Can't keep up with the socials
Can't keep up
Can't keep, can't keep up today