I pull off the road
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East of Baldock and Ashford
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Feeling for my cell
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In the light from the dashboard
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Hissing from the road
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The smell of rain in the air con
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Maybe check the news
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Or just put a tape on
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Lighting up a smoke
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I've got this feeling inside me
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Don't feel too good
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If I close my eyes
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And fell asleep in this layby
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Would it all subside
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The fever pushing the day by
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Motor window wind
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I could do with some fresh air
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Can't breathe too well
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(She waits for me. Home waits for me.)
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I guess I should go now
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She's waiting to make up
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To tell me she's sorry
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And how much she missed me
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I guess I'm just burnt out
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I really should slow down
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I'm perfectly fine but
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I just need to lie down
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We'll grow old together
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We'll grow old together
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We'll grow old together....
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Heartattack In A Layby
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Porcupine Tree |