Transit Lounge Songtext

von Crowded House

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
And 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 alright
Or you could make a murder begin
Breathe on her that's right
Once more well you can be her friend
Shes the one that knows
Where you're from and where you've been
What remains unsaid
Can leave you hanging inbetween

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 were all yesterdays news
Not 100% sure what I did with 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

Dream about the things you meant to do before you die
Break him out, the one whose waiting his moment to shine
All the stupid things I said will haunt you, will linger, I guess

But 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 massage his feet
Before his long plane ride