Текст Alex Lahey – Perth Traumatic Stress Disorder

Perth is lucky that she’s pretty
Otherwise, I’d hate that city
The only place my heart’s been torn in two
Always worth the lengthy flight

A different situation I don’t know
When I have some luck the standard’s low
I still can’t recover from the way you let me down
I mean you got a new girl, yeah, that’s fine
But I think about it all the time
I resent the way you made me love your Western town

Perth is lucky that she’s pretty
Otherwise, I’d hate that city
Isolated from my Eastern life
Bands and bars on widened streets
Where beaches meet the urban heat
And people seem to be friendly and nice

I know I should probably let it go
But it’s only now I finally know
You were only trouble, looking for a place to stay
Yeah, I got to visit somewhere new
Now forever tainted with thoughts of you
Didn’t even get an inadvertent holiday

Ah-ooooooooohhhhh
Ah-ooooooooohhhhh
Ah-ooooooooohhhhh
Ah-ooooooooohhhhh

Perth is lucky that she’s pretty
Otherwise, I’d hate that city