Melbourne Lyrics - Whitlams

She paints pictures on the wall 

She eats all of the garden 

And has an aversion to conviction 

And she calls her dog, "The Bear" 

In love with this girl 

And with her town as well 

Walkin' 'round the rainy city 

What a pity there's things to do at home 

Things to do at home 

She paints pictures on the wall 

I awake to see the feelings from the night before 

And she eats all of the garden 

It's a jungle out there and we won't return by dawn 

In love with this girl 

And with her town as well 

Walkin' 'round the rainy city 

What a pity there's things to do at home 

In love with this girl 

And with her town as well 

Walkin' 'round the rainy city 

What a pity there's things to do at home 

Things to do at home 

If I had three lives 

I'd marry her in two 

I'm dreaming of a time 

That we sit when the music stops 

She has an aversion to conviction 

She's more confused than ever 

Won't pay her fines and wonders 

When the cops will get her 

She calls her dog, "The Bear" 

And walks me with him to the corner 

In her pajamas 

In love with this girl 

And with her town as well 

Walkin' 'round the rainy city 

What a pity there's things to do at home 

In love with this girl 

And with her town as well 

Walkin' 'round the rainy city 

What a pity there's things to do at home 

Things to do at home 

She paints pictures on the wall 

I awake to see the feelings 

Calls her dog, "The Bear" 

Walks me with him to the corner 

She paints pictures on the wall 

I awake to see the feelings 

Calls her dog, "The Bear" 

And walks me with him to the corner 

In her pajamas