Somewhere in the City - Paul Kelly

She’s somewhere in the city and the clock has just struck nine

This great big city and I can’t get her off my mind

I called her today but alas she never got back to me

Maybe I said something wrong

Or something’s wrong with her message machine

She’s somehere in the city with a glass of wine in her hands

This great big city with a lowdown sorry man

It’s tearing me up bit bby bit the way she runs hot and cold

I so love her face but I sure worry about her soul

She’s somewhere in the city, somewhere in the city

She’s somehwere in the city but she might as well be somewhere on Mars

This great big city with it’s nightlife, restaurants and bars

So many places in the city for someone to have a good time

On a night like this I feel like comitting a crime

She’s somewhere in the city, somewhere in the city

Somewhere in the city, somewhere in the city