The rain has arrived at last For which we had waited The hawkers have packed up their stands Nothing to be traded The soviets beside the quay Run back to the freighter The terrace of the Rex Hotel Is closed by the waiters
We need you, oh Lucky Jim Where have you gone, oh Lucky Jim
Your mistress has left her home Gone back to the dances The smoking dens are starting up For life's own enhancing Nobody goes to the war Since there's none to go to We just sit around the cafГЁ bars We sit waiting for you
We need you, oh Lucky Jim Where have you gone, oh Lucky Jim
Why did you ever go up north It is not for you They'll strip your little weak heart clean Then what will you do The Australians in the Bunny Bar Are waiting your return Everyone wants a piece of you A piece of you to burn
We need you, oh Lucky Jim Where have you gone, oh Lucky Jim We miss you here, oh Lucky Jim