Crowded House - Transit Lounge lyrics

Talk to her, that's right It could mean more than you think Talk to her, that's right And you don't have to lose a thing Leave the boots and saddle outside You could make her happy again Laugh about the time She threw the dinner at you And in the coconut grove You can imagine the scene Another bus unloads We're still waiting to leave Talk to her, that's nice Or you could make a murder begin Breathe on her, that's right Once more you will be her friend She's the only who knows Where you're from and where you've been And what remains unsaid Can leave you hanging in between I spent a lot of time in the transit lounge And I wasn't sure where I was going now The papers I read were all yesterday's news Not a hundred percent sure what I did with my shoes Lying on the floor of the transit lounge There'll be no announcements made Better make sure you don't sleep too sound There'll be no announcements made There'll be no announcements made And you can dream about the things You meant to do before you die Break him out, the one Who's waiting for his moment to shine All the stupid things I said Will haunt you, will linger I guess And in the coconut grove You can imagine the scene Another bus unloads We're still waiting to leave The camera flash goes off See the tallest man alive And Thai ma**age his feet Before his long plane ride