Brodown - Love at Centrelink Lyrics

He's a meth-head dealer
Out the back of Keilor
Got a dead Blue Heeler
He's a real deadbeat
She's a crackwhore junkie
She's a little chunky
Kinda smellin' funky
Doesn't wash her feet

But the first time they met was miraculous
It was love at first sight for them both
He asked for her name and she asked for a cigarette
But he couldn't stop staring at her growth

Love at Centrelink
Love at the Dole
He asked for her name and she said once again
"I just wanna cigarette, you arsehole."

Said, "My name is Murray,
Are you in a hurry?
Can I bum a durry?
I'd like to chat you up."
So he took her back home
Smoked a dozen fat cones
Showed her all his burn phones
And his little dead pup

And from that point on then it was obvious
That she didn't want to leave his little den
He may have been missing seven of his teeth
But she'd never have to pay for drugs again

Love at Centrelink
Love at Cashies too
Together they pawned, f*cked, eventually spawned
A little kid for DIY tattoos

Love at Centrelink
Love on the bus
Each other they trusted until they were busted
For selling dope to kids at Toys"R"Us