Darlinghurst Nights

I opened the notebook, it read the Darlinghurst years, I snapped it shut, but I've jumped some tears, I didn't have to read it, it all came back, dragging my fingers through my hair, hiding behind her back.
Got Rob's Cappuccino, got Rob's spaghetti, got rock and roll, through the eyes of Frank Brunetti, and always the traffic, always the lies.
Jo played the cello through those Darlinghurst nights.
Always the traffic, always the lights, Jo played the cello through those Darlinghurst nights, one more coffee then I must go, back to my room, more chapters to go, we'll meet up in an alley with more places I know.
I'm gonna change my appearance, every day.
I'm gonna write a movie, and then I'm gonna star in a play, and then I'm gonna go to Caracas, coz you I know, I'm just gonna have to get away.
Yeah, Marjorie and Kim, Andy and Clint, Debbie, Bertie, people came and went, and then there was Suzie, who we never saw again.
Always the traffic, always the lights.
Jo played the Cello through those Darlinghurst nights.
Yeah, always the traffic, always the lights, climbing that hill, star studded nights,
Jo played the cello
Yeah, alright.
Dah dah dah ...
always the traffic, always the lights,

yeah alright.



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Derwent Garth Forster, Grant William Mclennan
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