Perth Traumatic Stress Disorder

Perth is lucky that she's pretty
Otherwise, I'd hate that city
The only place my heart's been torn in two

Always worth the lengthy flight
And sometimes the warm sleepless nights
There's no such thing as coming back too soon

A different situation I don't know
When I have some luck, the standard's low
I still can't recover from the way you let me down

I mean, you got a new girl, yeah, that's fine
But I think about it all the time
I resent the way you made me love your Western town

Perth is lucky that she's pretty
Otherwise, I'd hate that city
Isolated from my Eastern life

Bands and bars on widened streets
Where beaches meet the urban heat
And people seem to be friendly and nice

I know I should probably let it go
But it's only now I finally know
You were only trouble, looking for a place to stay

Yeah, I got to visit somewhere new
Now forever tainted with thoughts of you
Didn't even get an inadvertent holiday

Ah-ooh, ooh-ooh ooh-ooh
Ah-ooh, ooh-ooh ooh-ooh
Ah-ooh, ooh-ooh ooh-ooh
Ah-ooh, ooh-ooh ooh-ooh

Perth is lucky that she's pretty
Otherwise, I'd hate that city
Hate this city, love this city
Perth, you're lucky you're so pretty