There's a coffee shop in Edwardes street
Where old Italians rest their tired feet
Where Errol Flynn himself comes in
Desperate for a glass of gin
Errol Flynn
He's walked up and down that Old Broadway
Looking more like one hundred I have to say
Missing most of his famed panache
Missing most of his natty moustache
Errol Flynn, Where you been?
Errol Flynn in Edwardes Street
Oh that is a thing to beat
Errol Flynn in our coffee shop
Hanging out for one with the lot!
Errol feels slightly out of place
And doesn't act with all his grace
Swings from a chandelier
To the owner creates some tears
Errol Flynn
Errol doesn't understand cappuccino
Asks if anyone's seen Al Martino
Sick of swinging on their chandelier
Decides if he needs a chronic beer!
Errol Flynn, where you been?
So he walks up Edwardes Street
Sick and tired of his old feet
Puts the cutlass into a copper
Falls over like a crook grasshopper!
Errol Flynn, where you been?