Separated By Motorways

In the pub where we learnt how to talk about bands You stand all dressed up with your vodka in hand Oh girl, you're waiting for a pitiful man In the pub, at the bar with the old men I am Alone with a pint of bitter in my hand For a girl this is not an acceptable plan Wipe your eyes darling, it's OK Meet me on the dual carriage way Separated by motorways The A14 and the A1 (so long) Separated by motorways Two lonely girls go on the run I heard from the boys you were down on your knees last night They were worried you were looking a sight Oh girl you're too wonderful At work locked away in the north I can't escape from the people and the records I hate No wonder I'm always 15 minutes late Wipe your eyes darling, it's OK Meet me on the dual carriage way Separated by motorways The A14 and the A1 (so long) Separated by motorways Two lonely girls go on the run Separated by motorways The A14 and the A1 (so long) Separated by motorways Two lonely girls go on the run Two lonely girls go on the run Two lonely girls go on the run