Hobart Paving

- Do you think a girl should go to bed with a fella'
- If he doesn't love her?
- No
- 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 now
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 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 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 now
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
Now, don't forget to catch me
Don't forget to catch me

And no sugar tonight
Don't forget to catch me
No, 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



Credits
Writer(s): Bob Stanley, Peter Stewart Wiggs
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