You'll usually find me hanging round the hall/ toilet at parties

You'll Always Find Me In The Kitchen At Parties lyrics

I'm no good at chatting up and I always get rebuffed.

Enough to drive a man to drink I don't do no washing up.

I always reached the stuff piled up

a-piled up in the sink.



But you will always find him in the kitchen at parties.



Me and my girlfriend we argued and she ran away from home.

She must have found somebody new and now I'm all alone



Living in my own. What am I supposed to do?



That's why always find him in kitchen at parties.

you will always find him in the kitchen at parties.

You will always find him in the kitchen at parties.



Then I met this debutante I said I like new wave rock.

She was into french cuisine but I ain't no cordon bleu.

This was at some do in palmers green

I had no luck with her.



You will still find him in kitchen at parties.

You will still find him in kitchen at parties.



At last I met a pretty girl she laughed and talked with me.

We both walked out of the kitchen and danced in a new way.



And now I've done my time in the kitchen at parties.

I've done my time in the kitchen at parties



He's done his time in the kitchen at parties.

He's done his time in the kitchen at parties.

Oh yes, I now have mad skillz

I have just received a complement on my pavlova I made for Christmas.
On an unrelated note, or at least a tangentially connected thread of review. I have just been looking at old threads on Something Awful where I was stunned by a short comment in the celebrity section. Neil Gaiman's daughter sucks at giving blowjobs. This is wrong on so many levels. She is not a celebrity, doesn't even warrant an identity and lets not get started on the terrible opportunity to pun. This may be a back handed complement, only the other day a thread I saw on there started out querying why "fat chicks" love wicked, and degenerated into gobble gobble gobble.
Yeah, it always seems like the threads advertised at the side bar are pretty phobic on that site. I get the impression of a bunch of people who feel pretty cool, much like those using p2p music sharing programmes. Somehow goondom, or collecting music negates the inherent nerdiness of using computers all day.

Surely not that many cool people can exist, all at one time? Totally explodes the notion of reincarnation doesn't it?