Garbo

Saint-Tropez in the golden days of the gorgeous Brigitte Bardot

Heaven's night is burning bright at the gates of El Dorado

I tasted sin among the bins down at Alvarado

Melbourne's sweet, the sunny streets, the beauty of the garbo

In and Out

Catch me if you can

All the lovely sheilas love the garbo man

By the crack of dawn, as the day is born and the world is all aslumber

And amidst the dreams and unborn schemes and the rolls of distant thunder

If you should stir, you'll hear a word that will fill your heart with wonder

As the garbo trucks take away the muck of last night's puke and chunder

In and Out

Catch me if you can

All the lovely sheilas love the garbo man

Follow me among the shit me boys stinking all and rough

They'll never dump anything useful but they surely dump enough

I got me end away me boys a couple of times last night

But now I'm on the truck once more, I'm head to toe in shite

I'm shitfaced and I'm stoned, I want to be alone

But all the lovely Sheilas love a garbo man

In and Out

Catch me if you can

All the lovely sheilas love the garbo man

In and Out

Catch me if you can

All the lovely sheilas love the garbo man