(Tom T. Hall)

There's more love on McLeay Street in Sydney
Than you have in your heart for me
I can buy love like yours on McLeay Street
So why won't your love let me be.

I'm so tired of bein' your toy, I'm so tired of bein' your boy
Oh, there's more love on McLeay Street in Sydney
It doesn't cause heartaches it doesn't cause teardrops
It just costs money it doesn't make memory.

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They don't call it real love on McLeay Street
It's just using somebody for a time
They don't pretend it's real love on McLeay Street
They don't break hearts like you've been breaking mine.

And I'm so tired of bein' your toy, I'm so tired of bein' your boy
Oh, there's more love on McLeay Street in Sydney
It doesn't cause heartaches it doesn't cause teardrops
It just costs money it doesn't make memory...