From the recording Yellow
Lyrics
NO NEW DRESS, NO NEW DOLL, NO NEW BIKE. NO CHRISTMAS CARD, NEVER GOT NOTHING BUT BREAD AND LARD, TIMES WERE LEAN, TIMES WERE HARD.
DULCIE DIPS OUT ONCE AGAIN,
SHE GOT SHIPPED OUT OF HOME AT THE AGE OF 10.
TRAIN LINE GIRL, PLAYED ON THE TRACKS, THROWING ROCKS AT THE CLICKITY CLACK, STANDING ON THE CUTTING, DRESSED IN A SACK, WAITING FOR THE NEXT TRAIN TO COME BACK.
DULCIE DIPS OUT ONE MORE TIME,
THAT RICHMOND TRAIN’S ON THE FRANKSTON LINE.
GREW UP HARD, MARRIED LATE, NO TRUE LOVE, SHE LIVED WITH HER MATE,
CARRIED A CURSE, WHO PICKLED HIS LIVER, TWENTY ODD YEARS FLOATING DOWN THE RIVER.
DULCIE DIPS OUT ONCE AGAIN, NEVER HAD A LOVER JUST A PART TIME FRIEND.
SHE TOOK SIX NUMBERS EVERY WEEK, BARELY A TRICKLE FOR A LITTLE OLD TREAT, HER LUCK DID CHANGE WON SECOND DIVISION, WENT OUT AND BOUGHT A NEW TELEVISION.
DULCIE DIPS OUT AGAIN ITS TRUE, EVERYBODY HAD THOSE NUMBERS TOO.
GOT A NEW JOB, SHE CARED FOR THE SICK, THE OLD AND FRAIL IT MADE HER TICK, HAD A LITTLE MONEY, PUT IT ALL ASIDE, CAUSE’ FREEDOM CALLS AT AGE SIXTY FIVE.
DULCIE DIPS OUT ON HER GOLDEN YEARS, WHEN A HUNDRED THOUSAND VOLTS APPEAR.
BUT SHE GOT TO HER FEET, WALKED WITH A TROLLEY, SHE CAME BACK HARD NO FRILLS NO FOLLY,
LIVED IN A HOUSE OF GOD AND MONEY, NEVER SMOKED OR SWORE AND THAT’S REAL FUNNY.
DULCIE DIPS OUT NOBODY COULD TELL, THAT HER LUNGS WERE FUCKED AND HER NUMBERS FELL.
DULCIE DIPS OUT ONE MORE TIME, NOBODY CAME TO SAY GOODBYE.