Tracy.Tracy was angry.
a bad mood.A bad mood.
I told her,"it's an ill wind
Blows no good.Blows no good."
Then she told me:
"Tojo never made it
Tojo never made it to Darwin.
Tojo never made it
Tojo never made it to Drwin."
I said,"Traicy,won't you listen - this is Christmas!
Don't you go.Don't you go."
She said,"David,believe me,I wouldn't miss this for the world
I've got to blow.I've got to blow."
She said again:
"Tojo never made it
Tojo never made it to Darwin
Tojo never made it
Tojo never made it to Darwin."
Now she's gone,gone,gone
Just like the wind.
I just sigh,I just sigh,
But I'm dreaming that I'm gleaming
In her eye,in her eye.
But I'll always hear:
"Tojo never made it
Tojo never made it to Darwin
Tojo never made it
Tojo never made it to Darwin."