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Beautiful As You The Whitlams and taxis And the places I have been and left behind Nothings to me as beautiful as you And how wed be, if I could say it too Nothings to me as beautiful, as beautiful, as beautiful as you From a one Time The Whitlams It's been some months and here she is again In the room where we did it all Careless reminders of another girl staying here Are hard to ignore She don't feel jealous no, she just feels strange High Ground The Whitlams You've got your favourite programmes The bird, the dog, two cats One of your babies will always Ring on the weekend for a chat A beautiful garden Too easily getting out of hand How can you concentrate Pretty As You The Whitlams He's better looking than he looks His music is better than it sounds When he won't speak Still waters run deep All of this is true When you're as pretty as you Yeah anything is true When you're Keep The Light On The Whitlams We stumble into each others lives and we knock some things over Try not to make a sound Each time you reach out, a new shout or shine-on We run in and fall out, fumble around for the key Ill always Breathing You In The Whitlams I'm awake You sleep on and on When you wake my head is resting on your shoulder I'm breathing you in I'm breathing you in Don't get up I'm in heaven Close your eyes it's only half past seven The day's Stay With Me The Whitlams Youre watching the Sunday night movie Im looking at the gun-grey dawn way below me frozen quiet The line goes dead before Ive had my fill of words of reassurance That my home is still my home, its something Kate Kelly The Whitlams So you just keep on drinking And you try to forget How they strung up Joe Byrne To the jail house door He looked just like a marionette He was dead for two days And I'll tell you no lies With the press You Gotta Love This City The Whitlams You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love this city You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love this city Too sick for breakfast, the car wouldn't start The train was You Sound Like Louis Burdett The Whitlams you sound like Louis Burdett And we roll on to my backshed, play some poker, scratch my head Look at the sky and spot the planes, where would I go on holidays? Chunky Chunky Air Guitar The Whitlams She came from the Cocos Islands with a limp and a snow-shaker huh Hocked by a fine Arabian ginger Monsignor He said, "You aints gets nothing 'cause nothing gets made by Koreans" He had dubbin in his Melbourne The Whitlams She paints pictures on the wall She eats all of the garden And has an aversion to conviction And she calls her dog "the bear" In love with this girl And with her town as well Walking 'round the Make The World Safe The Whitlams I know they all want you With your Desdemona's eyes I'll keep you from danger Save you from prying eyes I can make the world safe for you Come and live over here I can make the world safe for Thank You (for loving me at my worst) The Whitlams movement You took it on, you took it on board I said "Thank you, thank you, for loving me at my worst" If this isn't love it's very close Can you hear the world is waking up? Tonight The Whitlams You can go to bed Wednesday youre a wanted man And wake up someone else Your oldest friends on the sweetest night Now even they cant help And you run to stay still You hope your heart explodes Your Buy Now Pay Later (Charlie No. 2) The Whitlams the only one you're going to hurt If you don't believe me I don't believe in you Makes it all feel better does it? Blow Up The Pokies The Whitlams You trod the planks way back then And it's strange that you're here again, here again And I wish I, wish I knew the right words To make you feel better, walk out of this place and Defeat them in Second Best The Whitlams Movie stars and fancy cars delight you Gala balls and opening nights excite you I dont have my name in lights, Im just a simple boy Dont you hesitate to call me When only second best will do Cover Made Me Hard The Whitlams You made me hard, you made me cold I was simple, but now I know Nobody wants to be the weak one We all want to go from strength to strength You made me hard, you made me strong I was simple Year Of The Rat The Whitlams friends Here I am In your arms again Its easy being famous in Sydney Cause everyones a star But its got to be deepest darkest night For you to see them all Theres beer and women even for the thinking Start My Cellar Again The Whitlams That was the longest weekend on record And Friday seems like a year ago There are broken glasses all over the place And you've gone home You know that I love you nearly every day Looks like I'm going to Fancy Lover The Whitlams Gone crazy trying to keep up with her Its like youre standing in the darkness In the theatre up the back Joining her ovation When you wish you could distract her take her home You had to try Dont some Best Work The Whitlams After the fall things will never be the same How in the world can anyone love again? Ease Of The Midnight Visit The Whitlams Show me a way to stop lovin you And I'll stop coming 'round Your flatmate in the front room, He thinks he may have found - The last of the teenage lovers Surprised by what I feel The last of the teenage Coming Over The Whitlams Can you divide the meaning By the number of your words? The money in your pocket By the masters that you serve? No Aphrodisiac The Whitlams A letter to you on a cassette 'Cause we don't write anymore Gotta make it up quickly There's people asleep on the second floor There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness Truth beauty and a picture of 12 Hours The Whitlams Spent 12 hours drinking Slept with someone that looked like you We got up early in the afternoon Her eyes were sweet but how could she Know that we had wandered down a dead-end street And I couldnt I Was Alive The Whitlams The night I met you were a fucking disgrace Tripping over people falling flat on your face I thought Id dance with you cause you wouldnt remember A year ago now yeah that was the end of December Theres Royal In The Afternoon The Whitlams I won't drink, I won't smoke Won't get home at a hundred o'clock Nobody goin' to satisfy me Except you and the baby and the colour TV I was always in my prime Now I'm falling over the line The boys are White Horses The Whitlams All the white horses are dragged below the sea What goes on in there?