Sydney Ladies Songtext
von The Dingoes

Sydney Ladies, paint their faces
Stand in doorways late at night
Someone else I know holds the traces
And it doesn′t seem quite right
G.I. Joe, I know where you're gonna go
When you wanna, when you wanna spend some dough


Those ladies dance with men from Boston
They boogaloo with the men from Maine
Lying in their bedroom sheets
Safe from all that Sydney rain
Mama, oh mama, you′re doing alright
Looks like another ship in sight
Sydney Ladies

Sydney Ladies, paint their faces
Stand in doorways late at night
Walking off to secret places
When the situation's right
Coca-Cola under the palm trees
Faking love in the tropic breeze
Sydney Ladies

Thank you, good night, God bless you
See you in thirty years
The Dingoes, everyone