Kids out driving

Saturday afternoon

just pass me by

I'm just savouring

familiar sights

We share

some history,

this town and I

And I can't stop

that long forgotten

feeling of her

Try to book a room

to stay tonight

Number one is to find

some friends to say:

"You're doing well

After all this time you

boys look just the same"

Number two is

the happy hour at

one of two hotels

Settle in to play:

"Do you remember

so and so?"

Number three is

never say her name

Oh the flame trees

will blind the

weary driver

And there's nothing else

could set fire

to this town

There's no change,

there's no pace

Everything within

its place

Just makes it harder

to believe that she

won't be around

Oh who needs

that sentimental

bulls**t, anyway

Takes more than

just a memory

to make me cry

I'm happy just to

sit here round a table

with old friends

And see which one

of us can tell

the biggest lies

There's a girl falling

in love near where

the pianola stands

With her young

local factory

out-of-worker,

holding hands

And I'm wondering

if he'll go or

if he'll stay

Do you remember,

nothing stopped us

on the field

in our day

Oh the flame trees

will blind the

weary driver

And there's nothing else

could set fire

to this town

There's no change,

there's no pace

Everything within

its place

Just makes it harder

to believe that she

won't be around

Oh the flame trees

will blind the

weary driver

And there's

nothing else could

set fire to this town

There's no change,

there's no pace

Everything within

its place

Just makes it harder

to believe that she

won't be around