Looking for my baby on the outside
these people think I’m gonna run and hide, is it right baby
I’m heading up north, I’m giving up the chase
no sucker up there knows my face, is it right
Pack up the car and we’re ready to go
put on the plates that the cops don’t know, is it right baby
I said baby I know you got my letter
I said darling I wont ever forget you
baby I would put myself up for tender
to a back street money lender
just to buy you that fender
Barrel up the Hume in an XA ford
the way you look at me oh my lord
1700k’s away we won’t be stopping till Byron Bay
hate to see my women out there turning tricks
no dirty ******** gonna get his kicks off of mine, it ain’t right
I said baby pack all your s**t together
we gonna head for nicer weather
and we shall never surrender
In Melbourne I fear a shitfight coming
you gotta get that motor humming
then its time for some lovin
baby you got to steal a car on Sunday
be at the gate on Monday
I’ll be out by mid-day
