Southerly

Nobody's perfect but you know you come close

I think you're awesome, you're the one I love the most

But there's this one thing and it's really fuckin gross

That fuckin southerly, it really fuckin blows

You got the goods you know

Almost a paradise

But let me fill ya in a little bit advice

I'd rather put up with the pesky fuckin flies

Than have a tonne of beach sand blown into my fuckin eyes

Oh you're hot, yeah you're hot

Yeah you know it

But they won't see

What I see, til you show it

If it's a breeze, fine with me, fuckin own it

But if the trees are bending over then ya blown it

Oh you're hot, yeah you're hot

Yeah you know it

But they won't see

What I see, til you show it

If it's a breeze, fine with me, fuckin own it

But if the trees are bending over then ya blown it

Fuck off ya wind

You got the sunny days and the clear blue sky

White beaches, everything is nearby

But just as summer's getting good

I guess you decide

To blow us all away, fuckin give it a try

This wind it really sucks

We have all had enough

Getting whipped in the face by your hair is rough

Howling southerly can suck a butt

Oh you're hot, yeah you're hot

Yeah you know it

But they won't see

What I see, til you show it

If it's a breeze, fine with me, fuckin own it

But if the trees are bending over then ya blown it

Oh you're hot, yeah you're hot

Yeah you know it

But they won't see

What I see, til you show it

If it's a breeze, fine with me, fuckin own it

But if the trees are bending over then ya blown it

Fuck off ya wind

Fuck off ya wind

Fuck off ya wind

Don't get me wrong

It's nothing personal

I just wanted to say

Ya gone a bit overboard mate

Don't get me wrong

It's nothing personal

I just wanted to say

Ya gone a bit fuckin overboard here mate

Oh you're hot, yeah you're hot

Yeah you know it

But they won't see

What I see, til you show it

If it's a breeze, fine with me, fuckin own it

But if the trees are bending over then ya blown it

Oh you're hot, yeah you're hot

Yeah you know it

But they won't see

What I see, til you show it

If it's a breeze, fine with me, fuckin own it

But if the trees are bending over then ya gone and fuckin blown it