Hobart Paving

[intro sample (on the album):]

Do you think a girl should go to bed with a feller, if she doesn't love him?

No. [pause] unless it's me.





I heard she drove the silvery sports-car /

Along the empty streets last night. /

Hanging around / with hair-dos like mine. /

No, i haven't seen the kids for some time. /





Picked up her shoes from the red-brick stairway, /

Just like a harpsichordist she moved. /

And back upstairs / at half past two, /

With a paper folded, outside the loo. /





Rain falls / like elvis tears. /

Oh no, / no sugar tonight. /

Out on the high street, / dim all the lights and /

Cry coloured tears again. /





And baby, / (don't forget to catch me.) /

Don't forget to catch me. / (don't forget to catch me.) /

Hobart paving, don't you think that's it's time, /

On this platform with the drizzle in my eyes? /

And baby, / (don't forget to catch me.) /

Don't forget to catch me. / (don't forget to catch me.) /

Hobart paving, don't you think that's it's time? /

The ticket's in my hand, the train pulls down the line. /





Rain falls / like elvis tears. /

Oh no, / no sugar. /

Out on the high street, / dim all the lights and /

Cry coloured tears. /





And baby, / (don't forget to catch me.) /

Don't forget to catch me, / (don't forget to catch me.) /

Don't forget to catch me, / (don't forget to catch me.) /

Don't forget to catch me. / (don't forget to catch me.) /

Oh no, no sugar tonight, / (don't forget to catch me.) /

Oh no, no sugar tonight, / (don't forget to catch me.) /

No no, no sugar tonight. / (don't forget to catch me.) /

Don't forget to catch me...


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