| If ever you were here in winter
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| It comes in off the Strait
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| You’d know why they call it 'wind and rain'
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| Lucky we’re here in autumn
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| But I would keep you warm
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| If ever we’re stuck in winter in Wonthaggi
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| But we’ll be cruising north bound
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| Away from the frosty moon
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| Murwillumbah or maybe Billinudgel
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| Or up through the Border Ranges
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| And down through the Numinbah
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| Or further on through to Montville or Maleny
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| Or somewhere where it’s warm
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| May, June, July, you don’t go to Wonthaggi
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| Check out the big bouffants
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| Like hairy air balloons
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| Guaranteed to hold in the wind
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| There’s a titter in the town
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| The women are 'tizzying up'
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| Not hard to guess there’s a wedding in Wonthaggi |