Steve Connolly (Mushroom)

Sydney's in sunshine but it's cold as sin

Everyone walks leaning into the wind

On Crown Street I wait for my expensive friend

I can see by his eyes I'm in trouble again

I hurry down Broadway my time's drawing near

Come Independence Day I'm in the clear

Set 'em up Bruce, let's drink one more beer

'Cause I'm leaving her for the last time

I'm all done with walking the line

I'm leaving her for the very last time

And I'm through with reason and wine

I'm leaving her for the very last time

In more ways than one I was totally blind

Yes I admit that I missed every sign

Now my reputation has lost all it's shine

Lights on at Central, a train's heading south

I don't care if it looks like I'm running out

Set 'em up Bruce, this time it's my shout

I'm leaving her for the last time

I'm all done with changing my mind

I'm leaving her for the very last time

And I'm through with reasoning why

I'm leaving her for the very last time