Catalogue #524 – Words & Music Copyright © 2009 Mark Hilton

Shoeshine boy chasin’ me
“Mister, mister, shoeshine please”, so I sit down
Paper boy turns up quick
“You buy paper, take your pick”, so I do

We get talkin’ ‘bout the weather
He says “man, that’s real fine leather”

Find myself watchin’ the street
Wish I could lay down under the sheets
Wastin’ time countin’ sheep
Too hot for kissin’ and it’s way too hot to sleep

I got stuck in Ho Chi Minh
Some typhoon hemmed us in, could be worse
Sky collapses, cats & dogs
I’m barefeet, you’re in clogs, but that’s alright

Try to keep it together
With all this talk ‘bout the changin’ weather

When I got back to Darwin city
I missed the Asian girls so pretty, but I’ll survive
Now the buildup’s comin’ on
Last year I said “I’ll be gone”, but I’m still here

Getting’ by on the music
Somehow I’m getting’ used to it

Makin’ rhymes, some I’ll keep
Too hot for kissin’ and it’s way too hot to sleep

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