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James Reyne

Glamourpuss

 

Glamourpuss

(الألبوم: Speedboats For Breakfast - 2004)


A drunken giggle as you find the key
To your little flat that overlooks the sea
Excuse the mess, put on the colour TV
And it's Nightmoves
It's Nightmoves

You've been dancing in your disco tights
You feel a bit nervous so you dim the lights
A little Bob Seger, but that's alright
'Cause I'm house-trained
I'm house-trained

You give me Scotch and water
And now we're messing up the furniture
"Sea Breezes" daughter can't stay

And everybody is broken anyway
And everybody is choking on a Hangman's wage

Let's go away on Anzac Day
I know a place where we can stay
A unit at Apollo Bay
Among the palm trees
The Goddamn palm trees

No more Vodka shooters
Now we're messing up the Subaru
We missed Mallacoota
Again.

And everybody is broken anyway
And everybody is choking on a Hangman's wage

Though your Daddy's real white trash
We could be fat, dumb and happy
Caravans and cold, hard cash
My Glamourpuss
My Glamourpuss

Let's play in your jean traffic
Glamourpuss
Zebra throw-rug pornographic
Glamourpuss
Annex, incense, satin Sapphic
Glamourpuss
Glamour puss

And everybody is broken anyway
And everybody is choking on a Hangman's wage

You say your boyfriend's some d.j.
And you're au fait with some d.j.
Parked his coupe at some cafe
Where his latte can hiss shout au lait
Must be the palm trees Among the palm trees
Another cliche.

And your friends are so naive
The stupid things that they believe

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