Texty: Rancid. Indestructible. Tropical London.

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If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.

When you were sick, girl, I held your hand,
When you were troubled I tried to understand,
Staying with you I did anything I can,
Cuz losing you was not part of the plan.

Melbourne is a tropical London,
American in a tropical London,
Abandoned in a tropical London, Oh no, oh no,

If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.

A souvenir reminds me of you,
Every day I catch a glimpse of us too,
I'm the one going through the rescue,
That's why I'm confused you withdrew.

Melbourne is a tropical London
American in a tropical London
Abandoned in a tropical London
Oh no, oh no,
If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.

Medication, met you in
Authication, it's a
Hazardness, valley of deception,
Walk alone,
But it was not my intention,
Not my invention,
And now my heart's been ripped wide open!

Melbourne is a tropical London
American in a tropical London
Abandoned in a tropical London
Oh no, oh no,
If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
That's one thing I know for sure