Tallulah

On a drive from St Lucia to Surfers

In my old university car

We had the windows down for our aircon'

The door was so hot that you burned your arm

It was the tail and over summer

And the heat washed in with the breeze

And you were searching something to sing to

As the radio played another terrible song

But lucky for me, you found the tape with Tallulah on

And it's been a long time

Since I've seen all my old friends

But I really love my new friends

I feel I've known them a long while

Then last summer you wrote me a letter

On the back of a surf magazine

You said you didn't have any paper

Maybe you wondered what could have been

So I sent you a postcard from Berlin of a fat man eating a sausage

It hid the fact that I was hiding

As the DJ played another terrible song

But lucky for us, we found a bar with the Matels on

And it's been a long time

Since I've seen all my old friends

But I really love my new friends

I feel I've known them a long while

I'm wondering if I've already heard all the songs that'll mean something

And I'm wondering if I've already met all the people that'll mean something.

But I find myself daydreaming of the places where we used to stay

Used to brush them away

St Kilda, Coolangatta, Bondi Beach and Coogee Bay

Like the sound of their names

And I wonder if you would wanna go there with me

When I'm finished over here

If you're not finished with me