Australian Crawl - Hootchie Gucci Fiorucci Mama lyrics

rate me

Everyday i see you wearing things that have never been worn before

While the children at the government schools send money for the poor

And all you buy you bargain for, with your little man

So that from your silks down to your paramour

Your tres, tres, paragon

So its a backbeach in the summer

The chalet for the snow

You poor hoochie gucci fiorucci mama

You got really no place to go

Antiques flown in from venice fill your house upon the hill

While your money sold the soul love of rock and roll

For some cheap disco thrill

I've seen your peers pouting over beers

The loneliness it showed

Mistaking tacky sex for sensuality

They bought in toorak road

So its a backbeach in the summer

The chalet for the snow

You poor hoochie gucci fiorucci mama

You got really no place to go

Inside her empty castle

Her lonely heart will dwell

The life that she's been losing's

Like some stony bagatelle

The loving that you never found

You don't know the reason why

Oh hoochie gucci fiorucci mama

Dont you cry