Kids out driving Saturday afternoon pass me by   I'm just savouring familiar sights   We share some history, this town and I   And I can't stop that long forgotten feeling of her   Try to book a room to stay tonight      Number one is to find some friends to say "You're doing well   After all this time you boys look just the same"   Number two is the happy hour at one of two hotels   Settle in to play "Do you remember so and so?"   Number three is never say her name      Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver   And there's nothing else could set fire to this town   There's no change, there's no pace   Everything within its place   Just makes it harder to believe that she won't be around      But Ah! Who needs that sentimental bullshit, anyway   Takes more than just a memory to make me cry   I'm happy just to sit here round a table with old friends   And see which one of us can tell the biggest lies      There's a girl falling in love near where the pianola stands   With her young local factory out-of-worker, holding hands   And I'm wondering if he'll go or if he'll stay      Do you remember, nothing stopped us on the field   In our day      Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver   And there's nothing else could set fire to this town   There's no change, there's no pace   Everything within its place   Just makes it harder to believe that she won't be around      Oh the flame trees will blind the weary driver   And there's nothing else could set fire to this town   There's no change, there's no pace   Everything within its place   Just makes it harder to believe that she won't be around