Lyrics

Moving to the city Was so hard to say farewell My girlfriends took me drinking at the RSL And I was flushed with glory From my [unverified] victory And everybody tellin' me to tell my story I went away the very next day With a headache Then lost it to the motorway And I never, ever felt so free And I go no place that I can be Thirty weeks of struggle in the city of sin My boyfriend finished school He moved up and he moved in And his pulse comes tattooed With the name of his crew And a musical horn is like an 'I love you' Things are so grim, there's worse gas than him [unverified] And we won't be together once we've settled in And I got no place that I can be And I never, ever felt so free I don't drink My pulse will rocket fuel to whoever's next