Hobart Paving lyrics

Do you think a girl should go to bed with a feller, if she doesn't love him? No. [pause] unless it's me. I heard she drove the silvery sports-car / Along the empty streets last night. / Hanging around / with hair-dos like mine. / No, I haven't seen the kids for some time. / Picked up her shoes from the red-brick stairway, / Just like a harpsichordist she moved. / And back upstairs / at half past two, / With a paper folded, outside the loo. / Rain falls / like elvis tears. / Oh no, / no sugar tonight. / Out on the high street, / dim all the lights and / Cry coloured tears again. / And baby, / (don't forget to catch me.) / Don't forget to catch me. / (don't forget to catch me.) / Hobart paving, don't you think that's it's time, / On this platform with the drizzle in my eyes? / And baby, / (don't forget to catch me.) / Don't forget to catch me. / (don't forget to catch me.) / Hobart paving, don't you think that's it's time? / The ticket's in my hand, the train pulls down the line. / Rain falls / like elvis tears. / Oh no, / no sugar. / Out on the high street, / dim all the lights and / Cry coloured tears. / And baby, / (don't forget to catch me.) / Don't forget to catch me, / (don't forget to catch me.) / Don't forget to catch me, / (don't forget to catch me.) / Don't forget to catch me. / (don't forget to catch me.) / Oh no, no sugar tonight, / (don't forget to catch me.) / Oh no, no sugar tonight, / (don't forget to catch me.) / No no, no sugar tonight. / (don't forget to catch me.) / Don't forget to catch me...