Melbourne


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Jumped on a tram this afternoon with the intent of going nowhere in particular
And as I sat across from you, you smiled and you winked your eye
We stopped for Irish coffee at our favourite bar, they were playing tapes of flamenco guitar
And to the sweet sensual sounding Spanish strains we sat and watched the world go by

Hipsters in hi-top shoes, punks in lace-up leather boots
The pompous and the destitute, a busker with a wooden flute
Slick folks in business suits and haul girls in hot pursuit
Watching it go by with you I realise - I call this home

Tonight we'll head out with the crew, with the intent of going somewhere new
A jazz band jamming and a game of pool and a hottie behind the bar
Then when we've drunk our fill and we're heading off, it might be time for souvlaki at the tram stop
And when we finally grab a cab the heels come off and we can watch the world go by

Hipsters in hi-top shoes, punks in lace-up leather boots
The pompous and the destitute, a busker with a wooden flute
Slick folks in business suits and haul girls in hot pursuit
Watching it go by with you I realise - I call this home
I call this home

Hipsters in hi-top shoes, punks in lace-up leather boots
The pompous and the destitute, a busker with a wooden flute
Slick folks in business suits and haul girls in hot pursuit
Watching it go by with you I realise - I call this home
I call this home


Writer/s: Saraphika