I went and messed around with her heart
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So now she's run off with my car
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But I can't live without her
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(and it's so hard to take)
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So I've set off out to find her
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I'm back on the motorway
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At this wheel I'd drive the earth for her
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Every carriageway a mile for her
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These five gears and wheels could drive to her
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But this carriageway can't take me there
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Drivin' at ninety miles per hour
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It's hard to know what's comin'
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Then on the horizon
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Something makes me brake
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I can see me darlin' ahead on the motorway
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(I can see us dying on the bonnet of a chevrolet)
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So why's my baby lying on the side of the motorway
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(I wish that I had never said the things that I'd told her today)
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'Cos now she's left me crying on the shoulder of the motorway
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At this wheel I'd drive the earth for her
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Every carriageway a mile for her
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These five gears and wheels could drive to her
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But this carriageway can't take me there
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Back On The Motorway
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Metronomy |