Lirieke:
The Waifs

On the fourth floor of the building In a shallow window box She's digging in the soil with a silver spoon Her hands inside rubber gloves Planting seeds

dont like gold and I dont like pearls Im just your regular West Australian fishermans daughter Im a middle class folk singing guitar playing girl more Waifs

We were both 18 the year that we met I was slighty older but not by much One look at you and I knew that was it And your voice sounded like an angel above

When the night-time comes you can hear My heart calling Calling out to you my one true love Thinking about you all of the while Thinking about you its

Sink or swim, sink or swim What's it going to be when you dive on in Dive on in, dive on in What's it going to be when you dive on in Everybody knows

A telegram arrived today, it is time to catch the Monteray, cos' the man i wed' he waits for me, and the daughter that he's yet to see, the U.S navy beamed

You broke down my door and let yourself in Helped yourself to my soul and skin You ate all you needed and then had the nerve To thank me for dinner and

What's your excuse for living like You're somebody different You're nobody different You're just somebody Tell me what's the reason behind All your

Oh Gillian, you're up with the sun You've done a hundred things before half past nine By the time most folk are up and gone You'll be starting on one