We Drive An Old Beat Up Car

We Play Outta Tune Guitars

Mother Nature Keeps Us Safe

Even When Were Off Our Face



A Waif Is All I Wanna Be

ts No Better For You No Worse For Me

Youve Got A Mobile Phone And Heaps Of Money

We Aint Got Much But At Least Were Free



You May Sit And Talk And Stare

But Hes Not Gonna Cut His Hair

Not Goin To Patch My Jeans Or Wash My Face

Goin To Keep On Being A Waif



A Waif You See Is An Unloved Child

A Kid Thats Stray And Gone Kinda Wild

You Can Change, Change Your Look

You Can Even Change Your Style

But Why Dont You Come And Live With Us For Awhile



We Pick Up Work When We Can

Our Cloths Are All Second Hand

Harmonicas Are Old And Abused

But She Can Still Play The Blues