Icehouse Follow

HARBOUR TOWN (I. Davies)------------------------Well, you can see these peopleat the end of every working daydown at teh local baror maybe hanging out in some dark cafedown on the waterfrontas the big grey boats come steaming on homeit's anybody's guesswhere the night begins and the party endsHe says "come on baby, take a hold of my hand'cause it's Saturday night in the Harbour Townand this city lights up when the sun goes downit's Saturday night in the Harbour Town"and anywhere you lookthere's a smooth operator just playing the gamegot the blue jeans, baby,his hands in his pockets and the same old lineslooking for a good timewaiting 'til the ship comes inHe says "come on baby, take a hold of my hand'cause it's Saturday night in the Harbour Townand this city lights up when the sun goes downit's Saturday night in the Harbour Town"On the corner of the street where it meets the lanethere's a message on the wall near the telephoneit says, "honey, you can call.. call me anytime.."He says "come on baby, take a hold of my hand'cause it's Saturday night in the Harbour Townand this city lights up when the sun goes downit's Saturday night in the Harbour Town"