Whitlams

Whitlams - Charlie No.1

rate me

I've seen her type before

Sandals and the hair

They fall in love with big dumb boys

And we sit and stare

So we walked the long way home

Glasses in our hands

When the last of the ice is eaten

Throw them as far as we can

There's a problem, there's no sleepy girl

Wrap you in her loving arms

There's a lizard on the doorstep

And there is music in my head

We put the world on hold

Two young men growing old

Talk of years like lost weekends

And the harbour shrugs

Cos' Friends are getting fewer

And we vow life will be fuller

And if the last of our dreams are broken

We'll walk the same way home

There's a problem, there's no sleepy girl

Wrap you in her loving arms

There's no sleepy girl

Wrap you in her loving arms

There's a lizard on the doorstep

And there is music in my head

There's a gold star on your forehead

But there is trouble up a head, Charlie

What'll become of us?

I had my dreams for the both of us

For the both of us

You might be unworthy

You remember what I remember

That's enough to care

You don't fall of the rails

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