paroles de chanson Society Ladies - Peter Skellern

When Society Ladies ask me to Tea
Oh what a let-down I must be
They think I am a Star, how wrong they are
Cos I'm no one, no one but me

When Society Ladies ask me to Dine
They're thrilled by eight, but bored by nine
They know something's wrong
I'm not like the song
Cos I'm no one, no one but me

They ask me to play the piano
Which for my information's an heirloom
The polish is stunning, The gold-plate it is running
And invariably out of tune

When Society Ladies show me to their friends
They kiss my cheek, but that's where it ends
For although I'm a name, it's not quite the same
Cos I'm no one, no one but me

I once fell in love with a girl from Rodean
She was terribly cool, I was frightfully keen
I tried all my numbers, to get up her jumpers
But nothing, nothing for me

I was once asked to play at a debutante's ball
She said I was sweet, which means nothing at all
I asked her to dance but I knew at a glance
I was no one, no one but me

They try very hard to be down to earth
And talk about things I should know
But after a time, they succumb to their wine
And there breeding starts to show

When Society Ladies ask me to lunch
I'm very honoured but here comes the crunch
They've heard that I was seen with their daughter last night
And they'd like to put me gently right
That although I am kind and unusually bright
I'll never be Mark Philips try as I might
Cos I'm no one, no one but me