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Drove into Gundagai 'round 5Staying at the TV HotelHot breath turned to fog on the windscreenDeposit for the room keyThe engine ticking as it coolsSlime on empty swimming pools"I like the one where we stay friends", she saysHe puts his hand to his headDon't give me the "It's not you, it's me"Cos that's my routineSo go tell it to someone who wants liesCos I only want the truth in my lifeLike someone who can look me in the eyeAnd say "Hey fuckhead, you're out of lineSave it for now, maybe for the next time"Select a booth and sit all dayWaiting in the Nigara cafeThe framed newspaper on the wallOf the night John Curtin calledDon't give me the "It's not you, it's me"Cos that's my routine... Aus Songtexte Mania