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Transit lounge

by Crowded House


Talk to her
That´s right
It could mean more than you think

Talk to her
That´s right
You don´t have to lose a thing

Take a satellite
You could make her happy again

Dream about
The time
She threw the dinner at you

And in the coconut grove
You can´t imagine the scene
Another
We´re still waiting to leave

Talk to her
That´s nice
Or you could make a murder begin


Dream on her
That´s right
Once more, you could be her friend

Well, she´s the only one you know
Where you from and where you been

Think about
The time
She wants to make it in your head

I spent a lot of time
In the transit lounge
And I wasn´t sure
Where I was going now

Plenty hours spent
Was yesterday´s news
Not 100% sure
What I did with my shoes

Lying on the floor
Of the transit lounge
There´ll be no announcements made

You better make sure
You don´t sleep too sound
There´ll be no announcements made
There´ll be no announcements made

Dream about
The things
You´d like to do before you die

Wonder all
The one
Still waiting for his moment to shine

And all the stupid things I said
Still haunt you, still linger
I guess

And in the coconut grove
You can´t imagine the scene
And now the truck unloads
We´re still waiting to leave

The camera flash goes off
See the tallest man alive
In time, I fall at his feet
Before this long plane ride





 

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