Well, our bags are packed, and ready to go...
We're standin' here in the snow,
We hate to wake you up to say goodbye
'Cause we're leaving on a jet plane
Don't know when we'll be back again
Oh, no, we hate to go...
But winter's done, we're sick of snow
Canberra calls, don't you know?
The summer sun will be so warm....
So we're leaving on a jet plane
Don't know when we'll be here again,
oh, yes, we're ready to go...
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