billabong
williamson, john
why don't you get out of it with me
i hope there's nothing wrong
in the way i turn on in your company
i hope you don't mind that i'm off my face over you
'cause if you turn me away i don't know what i'd do
there's something about the way you walk on by
it's the walk in your wiggle
or the wiggle in your walk that caught my eye
i never forgot the day you said goodbye
don't you think maybe it's worth another try
i got rum in the fridge and a couple of jay-jay pails
a breeze comes through here every night
we're two lonely people on nowhere trails
maybe we'll get our wheels back on the rails