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She's Moving In The Whitlams Cutlery, paintings, lots of feminine things A frilly mat to put under the phone Big old TV and a modular couch Her curtains will look good in this house Because shes moving in, shes moving in Big old Best Work The Whitlams After the fall things will never be the same How in the world can anyone love again? Beauty In Me The Whitlams Cross-legged on the front lawn shes had a bad pill The lights of the city they can all go to hell Itll all come good if she can put in the hours She wants to get into film but its gonna take years 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 My Floor Is Her Ceiling The Whitlams Her floor's my ceiling I know what goes on He finishes her quickly And then he gets up to go She walks to the lounge room And puts on a tape Lights up an Alpine And settles in for the night 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 White Horses The Whitlams All the white horses are dragged below the sea What goes on in there? Cries Too Hard The Whitlams Torch the moon, burn the schools She wrote in red on her bedroom wall - "Nothing's pure", the paint runs to the floor She laughs too easily and cries too hard Shouldn't drink alone, the colours run How 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 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 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 Unreliable The Whitlams There's a girl I know I want to take her around the world But she's so unreliable She's so unreliable And it would be my luck She only likes me when she gets drunk And lately she's been thinking I Was Alive The Whitlams been blood, and theres been biting Theres been Lizzie Taylor Richard Burton fighting Its all gone bad, thats alright Cause god I was alive God I was alive You found your schoolgirl French somewhere in 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 You Sound Like Louis Burdett The Whitlams Had a little bit to drink There's a little thing I want at a do out East Nothing too emotional, my good miss I couldn't be serious in a room full of jack-knife eyes Stop talking 'bout the years - 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 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 Moving Mountains Usher It′′s like whatever I say Ooh, Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh [Verse 1:] Now, now she loved me, shawty I loved her. Used to jump up in the Maybach and roll out. 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 Year Of The Rat The Whitlams Creeping into town with all these changes in my head Funny how my old haunts all look new A taxi from the airport to the Paris end of King Ill drop my bags Ill see whos in My dirty streets My fabulous Fondness Makes The Heart Grow Absent The Whitlams I woke twice last night, walked to the window Looked down at the gravestones guarding St Patricks in the snow And I thought if that's where it all ends I should get home again with you When fondness 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 Out The Back The Whitlams I wake and the sun has returned Trees with their majesty back I walk down to the sea Yeah, I'll borrow some wax I can sit out here like a teabag No more exercise for me Now I've made it out the back Breathing Little Cloud The Whitlams Little cloud is searching For a sign of something stirring In the hearts of those below and they all sleep Civic pride and order To raise a son and daughter Staked out and all made clear who got here 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 400 Miles From Darwin The Whitlams We pay to shed a sombre tear in the darkness together here One among the hundreds, crying for the millions And when the house lights break the trance Only then unclasp our hands Compose ourselves 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 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 God Drinks At The Sando The Whitlams He'll come in and sit by me In the grainy light of four o'clock He sits on his hands a lot He's kind of nervous I don't think he's got much money But he's got the time of day 'Cause God drinks She Way Out The 1975 With a face from a movie scene Or magazine, know what I mean She\'s definitely got the style on you She\'s got two-tone everything Moving but she just can\'t move She\'s got two phones, everything