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whitlams - you sound like louis burdett lyrics

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had a little bit to drink, yeah
had a little bit of worn att-tude im leashed to
and not too much oh my goodness sire
couldn’t be too serious in a room full of jack knife vibes
stop talking bout the years
‘cuz you sound like louis burdett, yeah

and we rode home to my back shed
play some poker, scratch my head
forget the sky its sparked with flame
where would i go on holiday?
we’ll wear the fortunes down the aisles
and down the streets of neutral bay

i’m chewin’ nice n grinnin’
spewin’ up n spinnin’
it’s billiousness-ness-ness
hmm, ness-ness
hmm, billiousness as usual in my corner of the kitchen
hey you, wanna lose that friend, before we go anywhere
what’s a honey might see me alone
stop baggin’ out the band
you sound like louis burdett, yeah

and all my friends are f-ck-ups
but they’re fun to have around
we’re gunna jazz out on the concrete
tellin’ stories to the stars
geminis and wooden dragons heads
down the streets in neutral bay

the moment the night wears out
the unsightly appears
always said the morning tastes like wine
tastes like wine in tempe
i feel so good i, just to lie awake
yeah, you got ’em on the bald head
tell me bout a dream, louis
something obscene, louis
you’re life it’s an open magazine louis, hey hey hey!

dream louis, dream
i’m stoned in a bookshop, sober in a nightclub
s-x is everywhere, but nowhere, nowhere ’round me.
nowhere
by the time she gets to marrickville we’ll be masturbating
and the rains in tempe and the planes reminds of family parties
that girl there’s gotta stop talkin’
frustratin’
i’m startin’ to sound like louis!

and we rode home to my back shed
play some poker, scratch my head
forget the sky its sparked with flame
where would i go on holiday?
we’ll wear the fortunes down the aisles
and down the streets of neutral bay

and all my friends are f-ck-ups
but they’re fun to have around
we’re gunna jazz out on the concrete
tellin’ stories to the stars
geminis and wooden dragons heads
down the streets in neutral bay

most of my friends are very fruity indeed
but such fun to have around

terror, like charity, begins at home

chris, you dont like madness, but madness likes him
and he’s got a benga in his chest, saying how he should have missed

and we rode home to my back shed
play some poker, scratch my head
forget the sky its sparked with flame
where would i go on holiday?
we’ll wear the fortunes down the aisles
and down the streets of neutral bay

and my friends are completely f-cked-up
they’re such fun to have around
we’re gunna jazz out on the concrete, yeah
tellin’ stories to the stars
geminis and wooden dragons heads
down the streets, louis

whoa… bay!



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