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about
So I was touring a show about a giant worm around Melbourne, as you do, with a girl from Melbourne. She really, really hated Melbourne in a way that only a girl from Melbourne can, so I wrote down everything she said as she bitched about Melbourne, and at the airport bar I turned it into a song. A song that goes something like this...
lyrics
"Melbourne Bitter Girl"
The Hawks had won the AFL,
and she couldn’t give a shit.
She bought a pint of Melbourne Bitter,
and paid a small fortune for it.
In the morning it was sub-zero,
she had to dress like a polar bear!
but by arvo it was 35 and she was
down to her underwear.
So I called her Melbourne Bitter,
because she's my bitter, Melbourne Girl.
Yeah I called her Melbourne Bitter,
because she's my bitter, Melbourne Girl.
She went strolling down St Kilda Beach,
when a sandstorm came her way.
She slipped on sandy, broken glass,
Saying, The Palais’ not what it used to be,
in that Paul Kelly kind of way.
And Luna Park’s over-rated, without the River Caves.
The Espy’s closed for renovations
and the Grace Darling Hotel's changed.
So I called her Melbourne Bitter,
because she's my bitter, Melbourne Girl.
Yeah I called her Melbourne Bitter,
because she's my bitter, Melbourne Girl.
Why are they drinking pots, she said,
it’s like inhaling a breath!
and the other thing that shits her are all the
Melbourne women in hand-knits.
All the girls she went to school with
they still hang out two decades on,
it’s that small town mentality, you never
leave your comfort zone.
So they all call her Melbourne Bitter,
because she's our bitter, Melbourne Girl.
They call her Melbourne Bitter...
Because it's a play on words.
You see, there's a beer called Melbourne Bitter and there's the concept of being bitter, jaded and cynical about life. If I had a whiteboard I could walk you through it, but I don't so you're just going to use your imaginations.
I said, Give me a whiteboard, get me a whiteboard! But nobody listens to me anymore.
Anyway, she lives in Sydney now.
credits
released February 3, 2019
Benito Di Fonzo - guitar, vocals, harmonica
Mike Sheehan - bass, backing vocals
Rich Machine - drums & percussion
Written by Benito Di Fonzo (with the assistance of Melita Rowston)
Recorded & mixed by Geoff Lee at Zen Studios, Sydney
Cover art by Melita Rowston
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