In at three forty - four
The Hindley Street parade
Shuffles to my door

The hotel decor shades
Are always poorly sewn
Twenty five in thirty days
Makes this room feel like home

Na na na
Na na na na
Na na na
Na na na na

The western ocean breeze
Kick starts another day
And under brewed bag of tea no matter where you get it
Always seems to leave that taste

The Todd Street mall cafe
Is here to save the day
Why should i complain
When everybody else is over worked and underpaid

Na na na
Na na na na
Na na na
Na na na na

Days keep rolling over
Escape to the undercover
Soon it will al be over
And we can start again