Hobart Paving

- Do you think a girl should go to bed with a fella' - If he doesn't love her? - No - Unless it's me I heard she drove the silvery sports car Along the empty streets last night Hanging around With hair-dos like mine No, I haven't seen the kids for some time Picked up her shoes from the red-brick stairway Just like a harpsichordist she moved And back upstairs at half past two With a paper folded outside the loo Rain falls, like Elvis' tears Oh no, no sugar tonight Out on the high street Dim all the lights now Cry coloured tears again And baby, don't forget to catch me Don't forget to catch me Don't forget to catch me Hobart paving don't you think that it's time On this platform with the drizzle in my eyes And baby, don't forget to catch me Don't forget to catch me Don't forget to catch me Hobart paving don't you think that it's time The ticket's in my hand, the train pulls down the line Rain falls, like Elvis' tears Oh no, no sugar Out on the high street Dim all the lights now Cry coloured tears And baby, don't forget to catch me Don't forget to catch me Don't forget to catch me Don't forget to catch me Don't forget to catch me Now, don't forget to catch me Don't forget to catch me And no sugar tonight Don't forget to catch me No, no, no sugar tonight Don't forget to catch me No, no, no sugar tonight Don't forget to catch me Don't forget to catch me