1995 lyrics

Song information

Artist: The Whitlams
Album: Undeniably The Whitlams

Lyrics

My sweet thing is pretending
Does a fine line in deception
What night did she fall
Or does it mean more
To know what I did the night before

There's nothing I can do
No way that I can hurt myself

My sweet thing reveals nothing
Does a fine line in deception
My sweet thing is pretending
Caught her on the phone last night

There's nothing I can do
No way that I can hurt myself
There's nothing I can say
And I'll be going out tonight

It's 1995
You can talk to beggars to feel alright
You got a hundred dollar bill to spend tonight
Her husband's in florida looking for life
While a drunk australian's in bed with his wife
You're allergic to cats, you better crash out
Here's an american sleeping pill in your mouth
Words & music: tim freedman, stevie plunder, andy lewis
Tim freedman: vocals, backing vocals, piano
Stevie plunder: guitar
Andy lewis: bass
Stuart eadie: drums
Ronald s peno: backing vocals
Stevie wishart: hurdy gurdy
Ben fink: additional guitars