Kids out driving, Saturday afternoon pass me by
And I'm just savouring familiar sights
We shared some history, this town and I
And I can't stop that long forgotten feeling of her
It's time to book a room and stay tonight
And number one is to find some friends to say
"You're doing well
And after all this time, you boys look just the same"
And number two is the happy hour at one of two hotels
And settle in to play 'Do you remember so and so?'
And number three is never say her name
And oh, the flame trees will blind the weary driver (oh, oh, oh)
And there's nothing else could set fire to this town
And there's no change, there's no pace
Everything within its place
Just makes it harder to believe
That she won't be around
And oh, who needs that sentimental bullshit anyway?
You know, it takes more than just a memory to make me cry
I'm happy just to sit here, 'round this table with old friends
See which one of us can tell the biggest lies
And there's a girl, she's falling in love, near where the pianola stands
With a young local factory out of worker, and you know they're just 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
And oh, the flame trees'll blind the weary driver (oh, oh, oh)
And there's nothing else could set fire to this town
And there's no change, there's no pace
Everything within its place
Just makes it harder to believe
That she won't be around