We Drive An Old Beat Up Car
We Play Outta Tune Guitars
Mother Nature Keeps Us Safe 
Even When Were Off Our Face 

A Waif Is All I Wanna Be 
ts No Better For You No Worse For Me 
Youve Got A Mobile Phone And Heaps Of Money 
We Aint Got Much But At Least Were Free 

You May Sit And Talk And Stare 
But Hes Not Gonna Cut His Hair
Not Goin To Patch My Jeans Or Wash My Face 
Goin To Keep On Being A Waif 

A Waif You See Is An Unloved Child 
A Kid Thats Stray And Gone Kinda Wild 
You Can Change, Change Your Look
You Can Even Change Your Style
But Why Dont You Come And Live With Us For Awhile 

We Pick Up Work When We Can 
Our Cloths Are All Second Hand 
Harmonicas Are Old And Abused 
But She Can Still Play The Blues