The Whitlams - Melbourne lyrics

She paints pictures on the wall She eats all of the garden And has an aversion to conviction And she calls her dog "the bear" In love with this girl And with her town as well Walking 'round the rainy city What a pity there's things to do at home She paints pictures on the wall I awake to see the feelings from the night before She eats all of the garden, it's a jungle out there And we won't return by dawn If I had three lives I'd marry her in two I'm dreaming of a time That we sit when the music stops She has an aversion to conviction She's more confused than ever Won't pay her fines and wonders when the cops will get her She calls her dog "the bear" And walks me with him to the corner In her pyjamas Words & Music: Tim Freedman Tim Freedman: vocal, backing vocals, piano, melletron Chris Abrahams: Hammond organ, piano (outro) Tim Hall: guitar Andy Lewis: ba** Michael Richards: drums Strings by Fourplay (Peter Hollo: cello, Lara Goodridge: violin, Chris Emerson: viola, Tim Hollo: viola)