Party at My House

From every boudoir and salon
there's whispers of what's going on
invitations laced in gold
favours bought
favours sold
who's invited who will go
party at my house don't you know

Party at my house, party at my house
Party at my house, party at my house

Tight lace corsets powdered wigs
steaming quail candied figs
low cut gowns flamboyant bunch
what the hell was in that punch
rumpet strumpet horn and bow
party at my house don't you know

Party at my house, party at my house
Party at my house, party at my house

But the host had other schemes
to shatter all romantic dreams
his warped and twisted mind unhatched
a wicked scheme quite unmatched
suprises were in store
what do you think the ball was for
too many meads were had
oh dear how sad

In the midst of flounce and lace
dainty steps manly grace
host throws horror on the room
by dropping down his pantaloons
from a chandelier aglow
swinging high his buttocks show
party at my house don't you know

Party at my house, party at my house
Party at my house, party at my house
Party at my house, party at my house
Party at my house, party at my house

(R. Greenhalgh) (2:51)

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