作词 : Joey Batey/Madeleine Hyland
 作曲 : Joey Batey/Madeleine Hyland
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 its a game)
The latest and greatest lame campaign, and how their brothers own shares one (Champagne’s the main course)
Day it’ll make them millionaires, you see this girl, she (A million stairs and a million stares)
Looks like she crawled out the lost and found (Unfurl my wings)
She pulls right up to my ear and says (My fall makes no sound here)
Whatever you do (Don’t turn around dear)
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 **** around
Abouts and washing lines
We do each others laundry in our hearts sometimes
Come back
Come back
We don’t have time to **** 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 do you think she even knows I bought my shoes from oxfam (Yes I do even know you bought your shoes from oxfam)
And they’re telling jokes, got that one about two men in a tent (Watch me choke at your bad joke)
Laughs out loud at mine do you like my accent like my accent (There’s no ****ing way you’re from southend)
And I’ll watch her ruin her life and dye her hair bright colours (I’m no one’s wife strife, all those fellas)
Become someone’s wife, forget the girl that she once was (Only scarecrow left in oz)
And I’ll sit by, cocktail gripped in a shaking hand (I’ll cry sail to foreign lands)
Thinking what the hell went wrong cos we had this planned all planned (The best laid plans had it all planned)
Roundabouts and washing lines
We do each other's laundry in our hearts sometimes
Come back
Come back
We don’t have time to **** around
Abouts and washing lines
We do each others laundry in our hearts sometimes
Come back
Come back
We don’t have time to **** around
It’s getting late
Look a complete and utter state
She pops out the blue and says
Doesn’t matter mate
See this girl she’s been around
Bet you a pound
She pulls right up to my ear and says
Whatever you do
Don’t turn 'round
My entire life it’s running away too fast (My whole life, It won’t last)
Watching everyone I’ve ever loved walk past (Merry make me love forget the past)
Never really quite getting the knack of (I’m not telling but you can **** off)
Knowing no one will not come back for you (If no one will come back for you)
Roundabouts and washing lines
We do each other's laundry in our hearts sometimes
Come back
Come back
We don’t have time to **** around
Abouts and washing lines
We do each others laundry in our hearts sometimes
Come back
Come back
We don’t have time to **** around
So we’re at this shindig everything’s going on so filthy rich (So we’re at this shindig everything's going on they’re all bewitched)
Comparing oil rigs how their girlfriend’s new car is so kitsch (I’m drinking horlicks and my friends are telling me I’m pissed)
Hanging off the chandeliers their daughters are scoring with the auctioneers (Put up one hell of a fight ‘gainst all my sins and the candlelight)
And the oldies at the back (And don’t turn round darling)
They’re at the back
And we can hear their cheers