I noticed some people had been searching for this, so I thought I'd put it up.
TOMORROW NIGHT
She loves Wellington,
She was born there,
She grew up out in the Hutt Valley.
Then she left home,
Looking for something,
She thought she'd find it in the city.
She'd go dancing in the weekends,
Her friends were starting up new bands.
Tight black dresses and hairspray,
Talking about...
Tomorrow night,
About 8 o'clock
Tomorrow night,
When the town starts filling up
Tomorrow night about the time that the pubs start jumping,
And the drunks start fighting,
We'll start dancing.
She went to London,
To find work there,
To claim her colonial birthright.
Cleaning hotel rooms in the mother country,
While people trudged to work in the dim light.
She'd go dancing in the nightclubs,
On the underground she'd ride.
Talking loud in a Kiwi accent,
Talking about...
Tomorrow night,
About 8 o'clock
Tomorrow night,
When the town starts filling up
Tomorrow night about the time that the pubs start jumping,
And the band starts playing,
La la la la la la la,
We'll start dancing.
La la la la la la la,
We'll start dancing.
We'll start dancing.
She's flying over Wellington harbour,
Oriental Bay is standing there in the sunlight.
And they're playing a tape for the landing...
Speed bonny boat, like a bird on the wing,
Onward the sailors cry.
No, she didn't want to stay there,
She's on her flight.
She'll be standing on the same ground as we are
Tomorrow night
About 8 o'clock,
Tomorrow night,
When the town starts filling up,
Tomorrow night about the time that the pubs start jumping,
And the band starts playing,
La la la la la la la,
We'll start dancing.
La la la la la la la,
We'll start dancing.
Tomorrow night about the time that the pubs start jumping,
And the drunks start fighting,
We'll start dancing.
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