Takes me around the world in a day
Off on holiday now, she takes what comes her way
Queensland on a sunny 24th of july
I hear she's a million more miles away.
T'ai-pai, it's cold without your sweater on!
Time ticks, a short hop to the bali sand
A fading photograph by an old tin can
What's left but another empty honeymoon,
So soon then it's off she goes to pakistan
You can forget about a letter.
A sure bet that she does well wherever she lands
What's never enough is whatever she can
This calamity jane she trods around the world
An overdose on fame for this clock-wise girl
Takes me around the world in a day
Off to kakadu now, she takes what comes her way
Queensland on the twenty-bloody-fourth of july
It's sure fire that she's never coming back again
T'ai-pai, it's cold without your sweater!
Queensland !!
Pack it up we're going again! (4x)
Queenslands!!
And we ain't coming home again!
