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Title: Flame trees |
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Artist: Jimmy Barnes |
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Album: Unknown |
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Kids out driving Saturday afternoon just pass my by
I'm just savoring familiar sights
We shared some history, this town and I
And I can't stop that long forgotten feeling of her
Its time to book a room to stay the night
Number one is to find some friends to say
You're doing well
After all this time you boys just look the same
Number two is the happy hour
At one of two hotels
Settle in to play, do you remember so and so
Number three is never say here name
Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver
And there's nothing else to set fire to this town
There's no change, there's no pace
Everything within it's place
Just makes it harder to believe
That she won't be around
Who need that sentimental bullshit anyway
Takes more than just a memory to make me cry
And I'm happy just to sit here
Round a table with old friends
And see which one of us can tell the biggest lies
And there's a girl she's falling in love
Near where the pianola stands
With her young local factory out of worker
Just holding hands
And I'm wondering if he'll go or if he'll stay
Do you remember
Nothing stopped us on the field
In our day
Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver
And there's nothing else to set fire to this town
There's no change, there's no pace
Everything within it's place
Just makes it harder to believe
That she won't be around
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