Letra de Separated By Motorways

In the pub where we learn how to talk about plansYou stand all dressed up with your vodka in handOh girl, you’re waiting for a pitiful manIn the pub, at the bar with the omen I amAlone with a pint of bitter in my handFor a girl this is not an acceptable planWipe your eyes darling, it’s OKMeet me on the dual carriage waySeparated by motorwaysThe A14 and the A1Separated by motorwaysTwo lonely girls go on the runI heard from the boys you were down on your knees last nightThey were worried you were looking a sightOh girl you’re too wonderfulAt work locked awayI can’t escape from the people and the records I hateNo wonder I’m always 15 minutes lateWipe your eyes darling, it’s OKMeet me on the dual carriage waySeparated by motorwaysThe A14 and the A1Separated by motorwaysTwo lonely girls go on the runSeparated by motorwaysThe A14 and the A1Separated by motorwaysTwo lonely girls go on the runTwo lonely girls go on the runTwo lonely girls go on the run