Lyrics:

Flame Trees
Cold Chisel

Kids out driving Saturday afternoon just pass me by
I'm just savouring familiar sights
We shared some history, this town and I
And I can't stop that long forgotton feeling of her
Time to book a room and stay tonight
Number one is to find some friends to say 'You're doing well'
After all this time you boys look just the same'
Number two is the happy hour at one of two hotels
And settle in to play 'Do you remember so and so?'
Number three is never say her name
And Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver
And there's nothing else could set fire to this town
There's no change, there's no pace
Everything within it's place
Just makes it harder to believe that she won't be around
But Oh! Who needs that sentimental bullshit, anyway?
You know it takes more than just a memory to make me cry
And I'm happy just to sit here, at a table with old friends
And see which one of us can tell the biggest lies
And there's a girl, she's falling in love, near where the pianola stands
With a young local factory auto-worker, just holding hands
And I'm wondering if he'll go or if he'll stay
Do you remember, nothing stopped us on the field in our day
Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver
And there's nothing else could set fire to this town
There's no change, there's no pace
Everything within it's place
Just makes it harder to believe that she won't be around
Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver
And there's nothing else could set fire to this town
There's no change, there's no pace
Everything within it's place
Just makes it harder to believe that she won't be around
Songwriters: Don Walker, Steve Prestwich