Continental Flair
               
Words & Music: Alan Moorhouse & Robert Taylor
         
Alan Moorhouse: vocals
Markus Apitius: guitars, keys, bass, additional vocals
              

I’ve seen the sights from Denmark down to Italy
I spend my nights in Amsterdam and gay Paris
If you want a guide in Europe you might find me there
They say I’ve got a little continental flair

I drink the real Budweiser when I visit Prague
Oranjeboom and Decaff when I’m in Den Haag
Chateauneuf de Pape when I’m in Auxerre
They say I’ve got a little continental flair

No man’s an island you have to confess
We’ll get left behind by le train de grande vitesse
John Bull and his bulldog are coming to grief
His beer is too warm and he can’t sell his beef

Je parle un petit Francais - because that’s a must
When I’m visiting the bankers of my offshore trust
I’m on first name terms with Gordon Brown and Tony Blair
They say I’ve got a little continental flair

No man’s an island you have to confess
We’ll get left behind by le train de grande vitesse
John Bull and his bulldog are coming to grief
His beer is too warm and he can’t sell his beef

I like to put the local people at their ease
I know my guacamole from my mushy peas
And I’m very bored with England ‘cos they’re all so square
They don’t appreciate my continental Flair

          
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