james reyne – daughters of the northern coast lyrics
ain’t nothing like the windy city
where the station wagon died
where the wild dogs meet the fences
and the hors-m-n, fences ride
where the flatlands become flatlands
and the caravans collide
i’m just sittin’ ‘neath the mango
running a tide
took a ride on a bin – train
fifty cars or more
they say the heads are just insane
but it’s to risky to score
sittin’ on the lawn with andrea
draggin’ the line for big red
everyone looks better with a suntan
easier to get you into bed
chorus
daughters of the northern coast
son’s of beaches don’t deliver the post
you know the post is a ghost
lee marlin went a – looking for a marvin
while we were looking for a line at the pub
hey, and still the black man’s starvin’
no wonder n-body wants a job
helicopter over homestead
stirring all the young blades at night
they’re steppin’ out there in the sultry summer evening
their pistols all packed
and their badges so bright
chorus
took a ride on a bin – train
fifty cars or more
they say the heads are just insane
but it’s to risky to score
andrea’s been giving me a towel – down
standing on a palm beach sh-r-
if’n those girls keep a doin’ that thing
i can’t wait for next year
i’m gonna come back for more
chorus x 2
daughters of the northern coast
son’s of beaches don’t deliver the post
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