Saint-Tropez in the golden days of the gorgeous Brigitte Bardot Heaven's night is burning bright at the gates of El Dorado I tasted sin among the bins down at Alvarado Melbourne's sweet, the sunny streets, the beauty of the garbo In and Out Catch me if you can All the lovely sheilas love the garbo man By the crack of dawn, as the day is born and the world is all aslumber And amidst the dreams and unborn schemes and the rolls of distant thunder If you should stir, you'll hear a word that will fill your heart with wonder As the garbo trucks take away the muck of last night's puke and chunder In and Out Catch me if you can All the lovely sheilas love the garbo man Follow me among the shit me boys stinking all and rough They'll never dump anything useful but they surely dump enough I got me end away me boys a couple of times last night But now I'm on the truck once more, I'm head to toe in shite I'm shitfaced and I'm stoned, I want to be alone But all the lovely Sheilas love a garbo man In and Out Catch me if you can All the lovely sheilas love the garbo man In and Out Catch me if you can All the lovely sheilas love the garbo man