| Well I grabbed my camera, grabbed my zoom
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| Left my guitar in the hotel room
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| A few days here, I must presume
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| To know enough about life in Broome
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| Well I met this dark-eyed local girl
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| Has no time for mother o' pearl
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| The golf course and palm trees
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| The local girl likes none of these
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| She likes red sand and blue seas
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| Bush tucker in the trees
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| Give me wet season if you please
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| Sandpiper, gentle breeze
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| Well I talked to a man who has big dreams
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| Of multi-million dollar schemes
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| Of tourists pouring in in teems
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| Broome is not just what it seems
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| The holy dollar plays the tune
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| Original people movin' soon
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| All gone out to desert moon
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| Far away, away
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| From the red sand and blue seas
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| Bush tucker in the trees
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| Give me wet season if you please
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| Sandpiper, gentle breeze
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| Gotta make this place respectable
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| Build a monster shopping mall
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| Paint a dragon on the wall
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| Bring your money, one and all
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| Do we welcome all to Broome
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| Do we welcome all to Broome
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| Welcome all to Broome
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| Welcome all to Broome
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| (Red sand and blue seas)
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| (Bush tucker in the trees)
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| (Give me wet season if you please)
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| (Sandpiper, gentle breeze) |