Mutton Birds She's Been Talking
(Don McGlashan) At the high tide line Driftwood and shells That's where she said we could leave our clothes Where the moonlight dissolves in the wet sand There's no-one here tonight The whole town's still at the show She said she'd seen me come alone And did I need a lift back home, 'cause she was leaving Well some people you can see right through But I never, never guessed how much she knew And that she'd been talking She's been talking She's been talking to my friends I hated it tonight I hate her precious scene I hate the way they all compete And the way they wipe their feet on each other But she is not like them She holds herself away And she laughs behind their backs And I love it when she does that Still I'd never let her see No I never, never wanted charity But now she's been talking She's been talking She's been talking to my friends She's been talking She's been talking She's been talking to my friends Car headlights creep Across the sea Now she's swimming Close to me And she And she She She's been talking She's been talking She's been talking to my friends She's been talking She's been talking She's been talking to my friends She's been talking She's been talking She's been talking to my friends She's...
