I was talking to a bloke I know the other day
about a balcony flat in Darlinghurst
Second floor with rising damp
shit house paintwork and leaky taps
just three cramped rooms and the balcony
for six-fifty dollars a week
what a load of crap!
The girl upstairs – with a better view of
nothing in particular
paid a hundred dollars more
He asked her what she did
she told him she was a publicist for
a dance troop
He reckoned there must be some
table-top in that to afford
the lease.
Why Darlinghurst
when she could do the job from anywhere
Potts Point would cost her less
She said she liked the life style
looking at her ugly purple dress
he reckoned she was right at home.
Imagine…paying all that cash
for just a bit of flash and dash!