Standard (EADGBE)
You met her at a party on Saturday night
She was drinking Advocaat
Her skin was smooth
And her jeans were tight
You didn't think she'd go that far
Ah well, she might have looked like a princess
Why'd ya have to give her your address
'Cause you ain't safe when you get home
She gonna call ya on the telephone x 2
Chorus
[D[Hey boy, that's Balwyn callin' x 3
Get on the phone, 'till ya been stallin' x 2
It's just too easy when ya got to her flat
And she kicked off her platform shoes
You played around like a cat and a rat
And now you got the Balwyn blues
Well, you thought that she'd be a one nighter
But now she wants to squeeze you tighter
'Cause you ain't safe when you get home
She gonna call ya on the telephone x 2
Chorus
She sure knows when she's got a good catch
And she just won't let go
She's been searchin' for the perfect match
Her ambition with your dough
A brick veneer prison is waiting for you
You just smile while she turns the screw
You ain't safe when you get home
She gonna call ya on the telephone x 2
Chorus
Hey boy that's Balwyn callin' (quiet) x 4