I'm sittin by the eyesore
and waves are lapping on me
the salt is spraying wino
and playing on the backbeat
too late to order ices
too soon to cross your fingers
and all of this is final
and stuck inside the winter
oh
you got my falsies
you got my wallet
you got my number
join me in the parlor
an airline in an auction
you wanted to be nothing
in all of little holland
you're friends with judy garland
an airline in an auction
hit me when you've fallen
a belly on the surface
seems you've gotten taller
you tell me that you're working
oh
you got my falsies
you got my wallet
you got my number
Backed by a rotating cast of collaborators, the Australian singer-songwriter refines her folk-tinged indie pop sound. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 11, 2024