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