One from Noel Coward more recently covered by the Divine Comedy :
You know, quite for no reason,
I'm here for the season,
And high as a kite,
Living in error with Maud at Cap Ferret (which couldn't be right)...
Everyone's here, and frightfully gay,
Nobody cares what people say,
Though the Riviera
Seems really much queerer
than Rome at its height!
On Wednesday night.
I went to a marvelous party,
With Noonoo, and Nada, and Nell,
It was in the fresh air,
And we went as we were,
And we stayed as we were, (which was hell),
Poor Grace started singing at midnight,
And she didn't stop singing 'til four,
We knew the excitement was bound to begin,
When Laura got blind on Dubonnet and gin,
And scratched her veneer with a Cartier pin!
I couldn't have liked it more!
I've been to a marvelous party,
We played a wonderful game,
Maureen disappeared,
And came back in a beard,
And we all had to guess at her name...
Cecil arrived wearing armour,
Some shells and a black feather boa,
Poor Millicent wore a surrealist comb,
Made of bits of mosaic from St. Peter's in Rome,
But the weight was so great that she had to go home!
And i couldn't have liked it more!
I've been to a marvelous party,
I must say the fun was intense,
We all had to do,
What the people we knew,
Might be doing a hundred years hence...
We talked about growing old gracefully,
And Elsie who's 74 said, "a) it's a question of being sincere,
And b) if you're supple you've got nothing to fear",
Then she swung upside-down from a chandelier!
And i couldn't have liked it more!
It was the most fabulous excitement,
I've never seen such a carry-on!
Obviously, it couldn't happen anywhere nearer but on the Riviera...
It was most peculiar You know,
People's behaviour
away from Belgravia,
Would make you aghast!
So much variety,
Watching society,
Scampering past...
You know, if you have any mind at all,
Gibbon's divine "Decline And Fall",
Well, it sounds pretty flimsy No more than a whimsy...
By way of contrast,
On Wednesday last
I went to a marvelous party,
We didn't sit down 'til ten,
You know, young Bobby Carr,
Did a stunt at the bar,
With a lot of extraordinary men!
And then Freda arrived with a turtle,
(which shattered us all to the core)
And then the Duchess passed out at a quarter to three
And suddenly Cyril cried "fiddle-de-dee!",
Then he ripped off his trousers And jumped in the sea!
And i couldn't have liked it more!
I've been to a marvelous party Elyse made an entrance with May
You'd never have guessed,
From her fisherman's vest,
That her bust had been whittled away...
Poor Lulu got fried on Chianti,
And talked about esprit de corps,
Louise made a couple of passes at Gus,
And Freddie (who hates any kind of a fuss),
did half the Big apple and twisted his truss,
I couldn't have liked it more!