You Gotta Love This City The Whitlams

[Chorus]
You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love this city
You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love it, love it

[Verse 1]
He's too sick for breakfast, the car wouldn't start
The train was really full, and his girlfriend had a boyfriend
The houses all the same, now here's the rain
Not falling but collapsing at his feet
A deep breath and he clocks on, raincoat on his arm
He wishes the hours would disappear

[Pre-Chorus]
But the trip's in vain 'cause awaiting him
A lay-off notice and his severance pay
He shuffles back to the train again
You gotta love this city

[Chorus]
You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love this city
You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love it, love it

[Verse 2]
Back home he lies in bed for days and days
Watching American television, smoking
And playing with himself ringing double-O double-5
Into town on Thursday night
The girls are pretty and the lights are bright
At least he loves his city