Lyrics

Susie wants a baby but her husband wants divorce A job in the mines and a bottle of Kahlua The private school kids catch a private bus The public school kids hanging at the skate park The lady at the Laundromat won't talk to me I drove my car to the little shop after one too many Now she thinks I don't deserve my good-looking man She looks at him like a Coles Christmas ham On the outskirts Way down in the neighbourhood Down south where the light don't go Down south where it's always cold The outskirts Nobody took the skip bin for the second time There's KFC packets along the train line Council doesn't mow the lawn on the median strip No civic pride they just don't give a shit On the outskirts Way down in the neighbourhood Down south where the light don't go Down south where it's always cold The outskirts Way down in a bad neighbourhood Down south where the light don't go Down south where it's always cold The outskirts I'd like to buy a house anywhere but here But I screwed up my credit before I could drink beer My parents got no money, got no silver spoon So I smoke a cigarette and I howl at the moon On the outskirts Way down in the neighbourhood Down south where the light don't go Down south where it's always cold The outskirts Way down in a bad neighbourhood Down south where the light don't go Down south where it's always cold The outskirts On the outskirts On the outskirts
Writer(s): Melody Kate Feder Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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