Filthy rich in Tennant Creek,
Isn’t where I want to be
Poor as dirt in Gordonvale,
Isn’t where I want to stay
Because my baby don’t live there,
So that makes it nowhere to me

Bellingen in New South Wales,
Isn’t where I build my house
Anywhere in Sydney town,
Isn’t where I settle down
Because my baby don’t live there,
So that makes it nowhere to me
And so if I can’t be near her,
Then I guess I should leave her

When I’m home,by the sea
I count my lovers: one, two, three