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Unpublished Critics - Australian Crawl
Written by：Paul Williams/James Reyne
I'm just a shy romantic with my eyes on the loose
I'm in a overcoarted way
A poet in a garret
You know some people say
Standing at the barline with my lip on the curl
I'm with the other lean and lear
My finger on the pulse
And my hand around a beer
Ah ahh well I don't wanna know what's going round here
Ah ahh I've got to get away
To get away to get away
The singer in the band he sweat on a pose
And he's really such a jerk
Thinks he can call me stupid
Because he gets a lot of work
I'm standing in the background
Got my arms on the fold
And every dog's gonna have it's day
The new musical express and my own 4 way PA
Ah ahh well I don't wanna know what's going round here
Ah ahh it's just a matter of time hold it under light
Ah ahh I've got to get away
To get away to get away get away
Well I've been reading those biographies in paperback
I've got a death wish that I can't expalin
I've been working on the petulance
And the urchin took my name
Standing at the barline with my lip on the curl
I'm with the other lean and lear
My finger on the pulse
And my hand around a beer
Ah ahh well I don't wanna know what's going round here
Ah ahh it's just a matter of time hold it under light
Ah ahh I've got to get away
To get away to get away get away
Get away
No no I've got to get away
No no no no I've got to get away
Get away
No no I've got to get away
Ohhh noo I've got to get away
Ohhh noo I've got to get away
Ohhh noo noo noo I've got to get away
Get away
