Текст песни
So we're at this shindig everything's going on, they're so filthy rich
Comparing oil rigs, how their girlfriend's new car is so kitsch
Hanging off the chandeliers
Their daughters are scoring with the auctioneers
And the oldies at the back try their best to hack
Their way out with the gardener's pruning shears
And they're discussing champagne (love is a game)
The latest and greatest lame campaign (champagne's the main course)
And how their brothers own shares one (a million stairs and a million stares)
Day it'll make them millionaires, you see this girl, she (unfurl my wings)
Looks like she crawled out the lost and found (my fall makes no sound here)
She pulls right up to my ear and says (don't turn around, dear)
Whatever you do, don't turn
Roundabouts and washing lines
We do each other's laundry in our hearts sometimes
Come back
Come back
We don't have time to fuck a-
Roundabouts and washing lines
We do each other's laundry in our hearts sometimes
Come back
Come back
We don't have time to fuck around
Only one not wearing cufflinks (on the brink)
Only one not begging to buy her drinks (though we'll drink)
Watching the clocks and (yes, I do)
Do you think she even knows I bought my shoes from Oxfam?
And they're telling jokes (watch me choke)
Got that one about two men in a tent (at your bad joke)
Laughs out loud at mine (there's no fucking way)
Do you like my accent? Like my accent (you're from Southend)
And I'll watch her ruin her life (and I'm no one's wife)
And dye her hair bright colours (strife all those fellas)
Become someone's wife (only scarecrow)
Forget the girl she once was (left in Oz)
And I'll sit by (I'll cry sail)
Cocktail gripped in a shaking hand, thinking (to foreign lands)
What the hell went wrong (the best laid plans)
'Cause we had this planned, it all planned
Roundabouts and washing lines
We do each other's laundry in our hearts sometimes