From Cloudy Bay to Malibu
He can't believe that she is gone
Cannot believe that she is gone
She didn't stop to write an epitaph
Or even think to leave a photograph
A photograph
He stumbles out into the night
Won't let her go without a fight
He looks but cannot find her anywhere
Stops at a bar to drown his sorrows there
Yeah
Going all around the world
All around the houses too
From Cloudy Bay to Malibu
And all because the girl
Sent him all around the world
He knows it's probably her fault
He knows it from the single malt
Off to Long Island for some ice tea
Then through Manhattan down to Tennessee
To see Jackie D
He rides to Moscow on a mule
Waves at the barman from his stool
They put the world to write the best they can
Him and an old Milwaukee talkie man
Yeah, here's the plan
He'll go all around the world
All the way to Hell and back
From Tequila to Armagnac
And all because the girl
Sent him all around the world
I think you've had enough, my friend
I think we better call an end
I think it could be time to go
I'm calling you a taxi home
They say the ale is pale in India
Maybe he'll stop off on the way to her
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (huh)
All around the world
All around the houses too
From Cloudy Bay to Malibu
And all because the girl
Sent him all around the world
All the way to Hell and back
From Tequila to Armagnac
And all because the girl
Sent him all around the world
Cannot believe that she is gone
She didn't stop to write an epitaph
Or even think to leave a photograph
A photograph
He stumbles out into the night
Won't let her go without a fight
He looks but cannot find her anywhere
Stops at a bar to drown his sorrows there
Yeah
Going all around the world
All around the houses too
From Cloudy Bay to Malibu
And all because the girl
Sent him all around the world
He knows it's probably her fault
He knows it from the single malt
Off to Long Island for some ice tea
Then through Manhattan down to Tennessee
To see Jackie D
He rides to Moscow on a mule
Waves at the barman from his stool
They put the world to write the best they can
Him and an old Milwaukee talkie man
Yeah, here's the plan
He'll go all around the world
All the way to Hell and back
From Tequila to Armagnac
And all because the girl
Sent him all around the world
I think you've had enough, my friend
I think we better call an end
I think it could be time to go
I'm calling you a taxi home
They say the ale is pale in India
Maybe he'll stop off on the way to her
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (huh)
All around the world
All around the houses too
From Cloudy Bay to Malibu
And all because the girl
Sent him all around the world
All the way to Hell and back
From Tequila to Armagnac
And all because the girl
Sent him all around the world
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Writer(s): Nik Kershaw
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