Uh huh make me tonight
Tonight make it right
Uh huh make
Got an open mind just for show
Got a one track
I must be dreaming, live in a small world with
Friday's gym and Sunday's grim
He sees an analyst on tuesday
Monday morning fiction on the tube then sorting out the
Eleven o'clock on a motorway it wasn't very nice, still
She's so small
Tiny and crushed up
54, the size of a
Lady love your countryside
Your motorways are very nice
Come and get
don't come around acting so feeble
it's much too late to
Met a man
A motorway man
Met a man
He really makes
Pistol shots and lights at dawn
And one fine day you'll
I see a man all alone in the air
I think
Pleased to meet you Mr Morgan
How you feeling today?
Isn't it
We step through London, the streets holding onto us
We stand
You closed your eyes and left me here
And now I'm
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