Ita

by Cold Chisel

From the album: East

Track 9 of 14 on East (1980).

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Lyrics for Ita

Every night when I go home I settle down to prime-time limbo When all the boys are gathered around Shoutin' "Ita's on TV" And though the roaches are thick on the ground Somebody goes to close our window Keep the noise of the city down Get a dose of integrity Every week, in every home She's got wholesome news for the family I believe, I believe, in what she says Yes I do I believe, I believe, at the end of the day Her magazine'll get me through Ita's tongue never touches her lips She could always be my godmother And though the desktop hides her hips My imagination's strong She's the sweetest thing I've ever seen I'd like to take her out to dinner But when I think about the places I've been Probably hold my fork all wrong Every day and every night She's the only one we can depend upon I believe, I believe, in what she says Yes I do I believe, I believe, at the end of the day Her magazine'll get me through To every housewife through the land There is no-one else they can depend upon How could I not believe when Ita tells me to Every day and every night She's the only one we can depend upon How could I not believe when Ita tells me to How could I not believe when Ita tells me to How could I not believe when Ita tells me to How could I not believe when Ita tells me to Yes it's true, when Ita tells me to

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More from East

  1. Standing On The Outside
  2. Never Before
  3. Choirgirl
  4. Rising Sun
  5. My Baby
  6. Tomorrow
  7. Cheap Wine
  8. Best Kept Lies
  9. Ita
  10. Star Hotel
  11. Four Walls
  12. My Turn To Cry
  13. Knockin' On Heaven's Door
  14. Party's Over