(Verse 1)
My Melbourne girl, with eyes of jade,
Loves zinfandel, a taste she's made
Her own. She swirls it, bold and bright,
A crimson fire in the fading light.
(Verse 2)
She drinks it slow, a knowing smile,
A hidden story, worth a while
To uncover. But the wine takes hold,
And secrets slip, stories yet untold.
(Chorus)
With every sip, a tale unfolds,
A thousand nights in liquid gold.
In the glow of wine, her eyes do shine,
Melbourne's magic, intertwined.
(Bridge)
Laughter echoes through the twilight,
Where zinfandel meets starry night.
And every glass a memory too,
In Melbourne's embrace, stories brew.
(Verse 3)
The city sleeps, the trams are gone,
But she lingers on, 'til the break of dawn.
Lost in the haze of a zinfandel dream,
A Melbourne mystery, it would seem.
(Verse 4)
She walks the streets, a lonely soul,
Searching for something to make her whole.
The wine can't fill the emptiness inside,
A yearning heart, with nowhere to hide.
(Chorus)
With every sip, a tale unfolds,
A thousand nights in liquid gold.
In the glow of wine, her eyes do shine,
Melbourne's magic, intertwined.
(Bridge)
Laughter echoes through the twilight,
Where zinfandel meets starry night.
And every glass a memory too,
In Melbourne's embrace, stories brew.
(Outro)
My Melbourne girl, with a troubled mind,
Seeks solace in the grapes she finds.
But the zinfandel's a fleeting friend,
And the morning light brings the story's end.
