A warm night on Acland Street
The pier lights up like a Christmas string
While we have a beer and talk about things
On St Kilda Beach
In day light from Acland Street
Ride to the markets on the tram
Get caught in the Grand Prix traffic jam
On Fitzroy Street
As I sat on an old park bench
Overlooking St Kilda Beach
Reading articles and books
Giving pretty girls a look
But they don't say hi
They keep walking by out of reach
Down to St Kilda Beach
A warm night on Acland Street
We sing songs on the balcony
A Simple Twist of Fate to Paul Kelly
To Bob's song, the one about Lead Belly
On Acland Street
At first light from Acland Street
Jump off the pier but avoid the stingers
To wash off the worst of last nights beers
On Acland Street
As I sat on an old park bench
Overlooking St Kilda Beach
Reading articles and books
Giving pretty girls a look
But they don't say hi
They keep walking by out of reach
Down to St Kilda Beach