Charity away from home
Down in the smoke in Berkeley Square -
Sans nightingale, at J Walter T -
Then the Prince of Wales -they took me there
To see the famed Sweet Charity.
It’s what they did then, dontchya know,
Them swanky London advert men:
A Mayfair lunch, a West End show -
All funded by fifteen per cent.
The rhythm of life is what we had,
Nothing was really better than this.
Me, a big spender! Look at me, Dad!
Getting a glimpse of a life of bliss!