Last Night
I dreamt I went to Manderley again
And that I was once more a debutante
The old men want to ride the gravy train
But they can’t always get just what they want
When Mrs Danvers rattles me her keys
I swear she’s seen a ghost who takes a bow
There’s rheumatism in the front man’s knees
It look as if it’s all but over now
At night we have the quail with fresh beluga
The cougar struts his hour in the garden
Cook has put brown sugar in the nougat
No wonder that our arteries must harden
Maxim is a villain, has a twinkle
And some girls say he’s like a wee red rooster
It’s far too late to iron out a wrinkle
The lead guitarist needs another booster
Jumpin’ Jack De Winter’s like a shipwreck
He looks as if he suffers petrifaction
The drummer needs a nurse to give a hip check
Someone, give the ballroom satisfaction!
I dreamt I was in Villa Nellcôte taping
But thinking that perhaps I might retire –
And overnight the old flames were escaping
Play with Daphne, and you play with fire
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