Lyrics Jeremy Taylor – The Ballad of the Southern Suburb

The Ballad of the Southern Suburb Lyrics – Jeremy Taylor

Singer: Jeremy Taylor
Title: The Ballad of the Southern Suburb

Oh please, Daddy
Won’t you take us to Inanda?
All six, seven of us
Eight, nine, ten

The horsey boys will all be there
The Goodman brothers: What a pair!
And we can get our pictures
On the social page again

Champagne, caviar
Polo and Jaguars
Garden parties, debutantes
And French liqueur

Life’s so boring for a gal
Who cannot join the social world
With first nights, Dimple Haig
And gown by Dior

Oh please, Daddy
Won’t you fly us off to London?
First class, of course
In the seven-o-seven

We’re sure to make the Margaret set
We’ll find some titled boyfriend yet
To dance at the Savoy
Would be positively heaven!

Champagne, caviar
Polo and Jaguars
Garden parties, debutantes
And French liqueur

Life’s so boring for a gal
Who cannot join the social world
With first nights, Dimple Haig
And gown by Dior

Oh please, Daddy
Let’s go skiing at St Moritz
With Mary Lou and you-know-who
And the upper ten

If we don’t break our arms and necks
We’re sure to charm the other sex
And when the season’s over
We’ll go Boeing back again

Champagne, caviar
Polo and Jaguars
Garden parties, debutantes
And French liqueur

Life’s so boring for a gal
Who cannot join the social world
With first nights, Dimple Haig
And gown by Dior

Oh please, Daddy
If we can’t go off to London
Or spend a month in Paris
When the weather’s fine

If we can’t indulge in winter sports
Or cruise around some foreign ports
Won’t you buy me just a
Teeny, weeny diamond mine?

Champagne, caviar
Polo and Jaguars
Garden parties, debutantes
And French liqueur

Life’s so boring for a gal
Who cannot join the social world
With first nights, Dimple Haig
And gown by Dior

Oh please, Daddy—
Voetsek!
Ag 〈sis? sjuut?〉, Cookie
Just cut out all that nagging

〈? not ‘pasop’〉 now, hey?
Just remember I’m your pa
I’m 〈somewhat? ‘sommer’?〉 fed up with your cheek
And that fancy way you speak

That bladdy school that finished you
Has finished you klaar
Popcorn, chewing gum (Chewing gum! Oh!)
Peanuts and bubblegum (Bubblegum!)

Ice cream, candy floss (Oh, candy floss)
And Eskimo Pie
Nigg_r balls and licorice (Oh, Jurre!)
Pepsi-Cola, ginger beer

And Canada Dry
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Lyrics Jeremy Taylor – The Ballad of the Southern Suburb

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