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Imagine freezing
sleet - cold feet
I put up with it
day and night - I get frostbite
the only thing's to
head up north - I've seen the light
I hate Melbourne
weather...
Fingers blue, it's
minus three
my car won't start
I'm late for work - cold factory
I'm sure that
there's another life up north for me
I hate Melbourne
weather...
I can't see me
living till I'm ninety-two
I'll take my life
Every day it's cold
and it's drizzling too
cuts like a
knife...
Frost and fog
that's what I've got
It's been that way
for twenty mornings on the trot
Can't wait around
for summer here, it's way too hot
I hate Melbourne
weather
I can't see me
watching my skin turning blue
call that a life?
I must travel north
up to pastures all new
I'll take my
wife...
Fog and ice, not
very nice
I put up with my
frozen toes and runny nose
Why should we have
to live our lives like Eskimos
I hate Melbourne
weather...
If I could score a
job up on the coast
I know that I could
live my life as warm as toast
I hate a lot but
there's one thing I hate the most
I hate Melbourne
weather...
My skin is like
leather...
The end of my
tether...
I HATE Melbourne
Weather!
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