Wonthaggi

If ever you were here in winter
It comes in off the Strait
You’d know why they call it 'wind and rain'
Lucky we’re here in autumn
But I would keep you warm
If ever we’re stuck in winter in Wonthaggi
But we’ll be cruising north bound
Away from the frosty moon
Murwillumbah or maybe Billinudgel
Or up through the Border Ranges
And down through the Numinbah
Or further on through to Montville or Maleny
Or somewhere where it’s warm
May, June, July, you don’t go to Wonthaggi
Check out the big bouffants
Like hairy air balloons
Guaranteed to hold in the wind
There’s a titter in the town
The women are 'tizzying up'
Not hard to guess there’s a wedding in Wonthaggi